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Art is a Blessing

I love art in all its forms. One only needs to look around to discover that beauty is important to God. This earth is varied and beautiful. I am equally grateful for the works of the master painters as I am the works that adorn my walls created by the hands of my children. I am grateful for music and painting, photography and the beauty of words. I am grateful for theater and poetry and prose. My mother-in-law creates works of art in the form of quilts

An online dictionary defines art as:
: something that is created with imagination and skill and that is beautiful or that expresses important ideas or feelings
:  skill acquired by experience, study, or observation <the art of making friends>
2
a :  a branch of learning: (1) :  one of the humanities (2) plural :  liberal arts
b archaic :  learning, scholarship
3
:  an occupation requiring knowledge or skill <the art of organ building>
4
a :  the conscious use of skill and creative imagination especially in the production of aesthetic objects; also :  works so produced
b (1) :  fine arts
(2) :  one of the fine arts (3) :  a graphic art
5
a archaic :  a skillful plan
b :  the quality or state of being artful
6
:  decorative or illustrative elements in printed matter
 
I love the depth and breadth of this definition. I was especially struck by the idea that an art is a "skill acquired by experience, study, or observation." Art is a means of expression and a way to connect with another human being on a deeper level. Art is a gift we give to others, but as the definition states we can, through hard work and diligence acquire ways to demonstrate and share art.
 
I am grateful for everyone around me who shares their works of art with me in so many different ways.

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