For an incalculably long time I have been preparing myself to post on this gem of a theme : ART .
I am bestowed with some art bend : dance , music and sketching which has always been a part of me all through the bygone years and even now.
I am bestowed with some art bend : dance , music and sketching which has always been a part of me all through the bygone years and even now.
Befuddled or anxious , through this uncertainty which life throws at me art has always helped me get through and I feel that has been the very experience with anyone who devotes time for art or appreciates it. Art is for the one who could appreciate the beauty in its expression , for those who could find the enigma and the very reason of its birth , for those who could connect to the rich souls who created uniqueness in their art form .Art varies in forms from music , to paintings to dance to pottery to many others !
When the sarod or guitar strings strike a chord in rhythmic progression I levitate in bliss ! When an artist's painting gives me a glimpse of my life , when I read a piece of poetry and connect instantly I understand art is the very form of expression to understand and land on this beautiful place called life !
India is a land of abundant artists. I am a follower of many of them , like many others in this world. So its difficult to rank them in a particular order so not mentioning that unending list of names .While people state and define art in their words I find it difficult to define and limit an art in mere words as in magical , divine , beautiful or fantastic .All I understand about it , here it is ;
What I see and feel in an art form is its redeeming and liberating nature. Practicing , performing , or appreciating an art all brings along a special feel : FREEDOM .It frees our soul and lets us adore things around .Clear your troubled heart , soothe your life with some art I say .Its a great healer as well .
What I see and feel in an art form is its redeeming and liberating nature. Practicing , performing , or appreciating an art all brings along a special feel : FREEDOM .It frees our soul and lets us adore things around .Clear your troubled heart , soothe your life with some art I say .Its a great healer as well .
"Go into the arts. I'm not kidding. The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven's sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something."
- Kurt Vonnegut .
Finally, here is the writeup I wrote on my Best Friend's midnight mention of two words : Pearl and Sand .
To be specific she at different times , helps me to be inspired to write something better and so just that you all may know . "Ms. Leo" here is the proof .
Covered in sands of the ocean and lands I have travelled distances Rolling and being layered in different areas. Surrounded by heat , cold and rainy days I have matched my days along with you . I am a pearl , in the sand ,known and recognized when people swipe me from u . When people clear the layers of sand they find me . You are a part of my identity.
Sometimes the sparkling lives have been along with the little rays which couldn't be sparks . They aid the ones who need a sparkling life .
Same like the Pearl and Sand.
Same like the Pearl and Sand.
Don't forget the sands who have carried you. They have been with you always , your turn to be for them .
Pearl said to the sand
Oh how dusty are you !
Sand said but its all for you ,
I take the pain to shield you
Oh no! u don't said the pearl
When she was trapped in a string she knew what sand meant
Once she had freedom with the sand
Now all she had was string of other pearls like her
Oh how dusty are you !
Sand said but its all for you ,
I take the pain to shield you
Oh no! u don't said the pearl
When she was trapped in a string she knew what sand meant
Once she had freedom with the sand
Now all she had was string of other pearls like her
- yes, I made that up with those two words.
Art is all around us ..hope you find your area of an art companion.
Thank You for reading this .
Always
Always
Agnes
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