Life As Art
Life is like a series of art contests. Subjectivity is a familiar term that basically means anything can have a different definition depending on the person doing the judging. While one person could look at a Monet painting and rant for hours about it’s beauty and wonder, someone else could laugh and openly ask how the stupid thing got into the exhibit in the first place. It is this very concept that makes our lives a metaphor for a running contest. Those that understand who the real judge is, are the ones that have figured it all out. While most people walk around catering their every move to their many on-lookers and audience, the artistic masters realize that they are the only real judge of their work. The painting, the sculpting, the presenting-they take place in our minds. Each and everyday we have the chance to make what we see, hear and feel. We have the choice to wipe the canvas clean when we make mistakes or lighten up an area that’s become too dark. Even the are