Why do some people like myself feel that there is always a urge to make things: paint, quilt, draw sculpt, throw pots, or just stick things together in an order that makes no sense to anyone and then it becomes art? And...then there are the people who are not artists walk through a museum and are knocked over by a painting. The images stay with them a life time. I'm not really talking about patrons or sponsors. Just ordinary people with no art background. I love to see this. It is when the artist is communicating with one particular individual. There is an electricity that can not be documented. Some children's art effects me this way. Just wondering......This is the reason this blog is called WHY.
Monday, May 26, 2014
Why Rears It's Head Again
Why do some people like myself feel that there is always a urge to make things: paint, quilt, draw sculpt, throw pots, or just stick things together in an order that makes no sense to anyone and then it becomes art? And...then there are the people who are not artists walk through a museum and are knocked over by a painting. The images stay with them a life time. I'm not really talking about patrons or sponsors. Just ordinary people with no art background. I love to see this. It is when the artist is communicating with one particular individual. There is an electricity that can not be documented. Some children's art effects me this way. Just wondering......This is the reason this blog is called WHY.
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