Art is beauty for more than the sake of itself
When the form and the essence marry
And truth becomes visible
Art depends as much on the audience as the artist
Words can be lost
Symmetry unseen
Harmony can be felt
Hearts can be opened
There can be Rhythm
It takes two to tango.
So look up as you walk down the street
Where is the color? Where is the light?
The bright eyes of a child
Small birds chattering in city shrubs
Music drifting out of a basement window
The mountains in the distance
Pause.
All art needs is an audience.