The Art in the Artist

You are the light in the darkness

The beauty in the beast

The art in the artist

Subjective, yet so perfect

You are the one who makes the art come alive

With your passion and your fire

You are the one who makes the art worth seeing

With your unique perspective

Good art is what you make of it

It's in the eye of the beholder

And you, my friend, are the beholder of all things beautiful

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