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What is true art?

Is it when we see a painting and admire the artists vision?

Or is it when we can connect with the actual image, perhaps see ourselves in the painting, feeling sad, happy, or completely nuts.

I believe that art is the human desire to be different, unique. Although we do share the same feelings, and maybe even the same events in our lives, we all interpret it different.

Imagine a bowl filled with fruit, how would you draw it?

Big and plentiful? Maybe small? Would you have all the fruits in a bowl, or would you leave one out?

What fruits would you draw? Bananas? Apples?

Could all of these describe who we are? I for one would draw mangos, not many people like mangos, does that make me strange?

As a child I used to draw something, and be impatient to show it to someone, why is that?

Does art actually express our utter need for attention?

Could the most beautiful paintings,sculptures,or drawings actually portray what an emotionally disturbed person the artist really was?

I heard something interesting once, it went something like: “You can tell if a painting is good when you feel like throwing up, because you know if something is truthful when your body feels it and not your mind.”

I found that brilliant really, and maybe it is the fact that it is so raw and striaght forward but I truly believe that we should try and see art with our bodies instead of our minds.

The mind is something very powerful, it can play with us like we are little puppets on strings, especially when influenced by so many things, the people we surround ourselves with, the way we grow up, the things we study, and the things we believe.

We are taught to think a certain way, and we are constantly trying to fight it.

Think of picasso for example, in his time, when he began to draw the way he did, people said he was completely out of his mind.

Now, people will pay thousands upon thousands of dollars to have it fixed above their living room chimney.

Why?

Because we are trapped in a body that twitches when it wants, that absorbs what it wants, and thinks what it wants.

Art is our escape.

When you draw something without thinking twice if it is good or not, that is the real you.

That is you saying “mind, you know what, today im doing what I feel and not what you think.

And in conclusion, that is true art.

The pure expression of human beings soul.

His soul and nothing else.

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