Recently, I thought about how the life of an artist could have turned out if there had not been drawing lessons, paints, brushes, and pencils in it at the time? He would probably have been a different person then. Perhaps more successful in business, or a long-distance sea captain, or even an astronaut. But what would have become of his soul? With that aching feeling in his chest when a person looks around, sees the beauty around him, but can't capture it on paper? He probably would have lost a lot, wouldn't he?
Недавно я задумался над тем, как могла бы сложиться жизнь художника, если бы в ней в своё время не появились уроки рисования, краски, кисточки, карандаши? Наверное, тогда бы он стал другим человеком. Возможно, более успешным в бизнесе, либо капитаном дальнего плавания или даже космонавтом. Но что тогда стало бы с его душой? С тем щемящим чувством в груди, когда человек смотрит вокруг, видит окружающую его красоту, но не может запечатлеть её на бумаге? Наверное, он многое бы потерял, не правда ли?
Paper, watercolor, dimensions 36x25 cm
Interesting thought, keep on writing! This topic includes us all ;)
Thank you, but I'm a better artist than a writer! ))
Great art work of yours, artist has the ability to express there feeling outwith any a word 😀🙏
Thank you! Let it be so.
I hadn't thought about it that way, but I think you are quite right. I am not an artist, but where would I be if I had never learned to play the piano, or bake? These are things I love to do, and I can't imagine life without them.
Thanks! I am glad that I was able to express my idea correctly