“Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life” -Picasso
I am a human being at this fragile moment in time. It’s called life. And it’s not to be taken lightly, or for granted. Today I saw a blind man on the train platform, and I was suddenly so grateful for my eyesight. The little things. They are gifts when we just stop long enough to notice, to look and appreciate. At this moment, I feel compelled to document life. My medium is writing, but what could yours be? The world of self-expression is full of possibilities. What do you feel drawn to do? How will anyone ever relate to you, or know something real about you, if you don’t bother to create something unique with your own two hands? It doesn’t have to take a lot of time or money, and in the process, you just might wash away the dust of everyday life.
So many people create art, then lock it away. Don’t be one of them. Share your work with others. Share the human experience so that someone else doesn’t have to feel quite as alone with their feelings. Famous musicians and bands fill concert halls because large numbers of people connect to the emotion in their music. It gets to the truth, it gets to the reality of life, the stuff that lies beyond the obvious. And it leads to a greater understanding of what connects us all to each other. See the world as only you can, and then share your interpretation with others. No one else can express what you can. No one else can create what only you can. We are all artists in one way or another, and we can share our art.
We can shed some light on this mystery called life.
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