Art is, what you are able to see in it.
It can be colorful, shining or unclear.
Art is able to do it all, but well,
there’s nothing like a “must”.
Art is emotion.
It’s feeling and memory.
Carrying you far away or back home.
Art is effecting.
It’s shaking you when you truly see it.
That’s what it does, for those who recognize and
Art is singing.
A song that you know very well,
or a new one, which sound shows you a new world.
Art is dancing.
On your mind, within your soul and your heart. Swinging to the beat, heartbeat like.
Art is different.
For some people it’s a waste,
for others, it means the world.
Art is free.
Doing whatever it wants, not what others may dictate. Knows no Borders, never did.
Art is a daughter of freedom – Friedrich Schiller