"Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
I loved that quote when I came across it in the paper this morning.
It stirred something in me. What do I create?
I blog, I cook, I study, I walk but really my life is a little short on creation. Or is it?
I have trouble believing sometimes that I am creative but then it occurred to me this morning:
my sense of humour, my ability to make people feel at ease, to smooth out uncomfortable social situations... these are skills that I am proud of, skills which require creativity.
What a nice sentiment: thinking of one's life as their canvas. Friendship, admiration, conflict, sex, confusion, love, obsession, respect... are all colours on our colour wheel.
I don't need to paint or write or 'create' to be an artist.
Life is beautiful and it is our greatest work of art. We are always creating.
Neat thought, no?