Who doesn’t enjoy looking at the world through others eyes?
Who doesn’t have a painting of flowers or a scenery print or a portrait hanging on their wall?
Who hasn’t collected a glass vase or pottery mug or bronze sun to hang on their porch?
Art is created in a broad stroke with largest paint brush imagineable. It’s the appreciation of another’s work enough to research it, talk about it, collect it, share it. It depends on one’s perspective of life. One sees a sea of flowers; another a gateway of pain. One sees squiggles; another, divinity.
It’s all relative — it’s all Art.
Don’t compare what you see in an artist’s dream with what others see. If you’d like, read the artist’s explanation, then feel it, interpret it as you will. As with many other virtues, Art is an ideal all men strive for but often misunderstand. It is an expression of you but a reflection of others.
Some incredible interpretations found on my journey through North Carolina:
Next: the Biltmore