Mona Lisa quietly smiles at us from the ages past. Whistler’s mother never fully looks at us through the portal of a canvas. Renoir and Monet offer glimpses into life in europe during another era. John Singer Sargent captures brilliant images of the wealthy and prominent of the gilded age. The deco age gives us a kiss for eternity painted carefully by Klimt… I am thankful for the gift of art that allows us to be transported to the inner recesses of the mind of another person… and see how their inner thoughts translate to canvas, to paper, to wood in ways we may never fully appreciate.
I am thankful for the gift of art. Both to be a spectator, and to be a participant. Thank you lord for the ability to use my hands.