Love Of Art

The day starts, sun shines and we rejoice. I see the art as a ritual like everyday sun comes and goes. It is a journey on the orbit. We dance over it as the artists and living creatures. Like also butterflies fly around the fire. It is a loving ritual in Sufi terms, too.

Art sometimes can be cruel. It takes much but it may give less. In this time you have to be patient waiting the good return of your love. Like every lover waits his lover to come back. When you show your loyalty to art it comes dozen times to you. Anyway it should does no harm to you and it is a reward that you can still make art and being content with it.

This is the love of art. All artist can tell different stories about their love of art. And every story is unique. So if you are an artist live your love of art to the fullest like noone is watching you!