It resembles, to me (because art is wonderfully subjective), a beautified version of the chambers of the human heart… from the inside. I see electrical impulses relaying their messages. I see the beat. I feel the rhythm. This, my friends, is what draws me into different artistic mediums.
Art. I love it.
Everything in creation has its appointed painter or poet and remains in bondage like the princess in the fairy tale 'til its appropriate liberator comes to set it free. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Yesterday I posted a mandala titled Beth by Teresa Silverthorn and commented that, though it had not been made for me, I loved its colors and intricacies. That particular mandala is now titled Beth G for whom it was originally created because Teresa found her way to my post and created one of my very own… and I adore it. This is my Beth: