Human ligfe is only a moment, a small component of the existence of society, the unit of measure of existence. But during this short period we experience so vivid, colorful and unforgettable moments that they will be forever in our memory. And for balance there is a definite contrast – sad periods in life. They usually cover all the things enveloped with warmth and love, transforming our world colored in gray routine. And, fortunately, the world still has the tassels with bright colors, sketched better sad moments. One such caruna brushes is art. the boundless and mysterious source of beauty, love and inspiration.
Art is so diverse and vast that when you meet it in everyday life, we think, isn't it? Art is everywhere! But not everyone to discover. Only he who truly believes can understand the essence of this wonderful concept. And for each it will be his: so that man found in his heart. As said by O. Wilde: "Art is nothing but himself".
Think only that carries poetry? It is a pure feelings and emotions poured on the strings page! Poetry is the most magnificent form, which can be embodied human thought. When we pcitool in any creation of the author, we know his entire essence, because in every word, in every line the creators pour out your innermost feelings. After all, the writers offer us your soul. And in soul care cannot, therefore, appreciate the poetry that once saved humanity from a terrible misfortune. In the most difficult times literature found the way to the heart of every man and sowed in him the seeds of love, kindness and peace.
And the music? The music...the Melody of the autumn leaf that slowly falls to the ground, the sound of birdsong, rain – all it combines. A musical work at all times was popular because it is a huge genre diversity, where everyone can find something for themselves. As Stendhal said: "Music when it's perfect, leads the heart in the same state, what you experience, enjoying the presence of the beloved person it gives, undoubtedly, the most vivid happiness possible on earth." The music, the soul sings and rejoices the world, and all blossoms around, because the melody takes us into such a secret and simultaneously closest to each point, where, it seems, are all the sweetest dreams and desires.
Painting is generally the clearest portrait of the soul of the author. Paintings - or rather, real masterpieces, are created only when a person truly opens their heart and allows the paints to convey her emotions and feelings. That's why I fully agree with Pablo Picasso, "painting is a blind. The artist paints not what he sees and what he feels."
Art is so diverse and vast that when you meet it in everyday life, we think, isn't it? Art is everywhere! But not everyone to discover. Only he who truly believes can understand the essence of this wonderful concept. And for each it will be his: so that man found in his heart. As said by O. Wilde: "Art is nothing but himself".
Think only that carries poetry? It is a pure feelings and emotions poured on the strings page! Poetry is the most magnificent form, which can be embodied human thought. When we pcitool in any creation of the author, we know his entire essence, because in every word, in every line the creators pour out your innermost feelings. After all, the writers offer us your soul. And in soul care cannot, therefore, appreciate the poetry that once saved humanity from a terrible misfortune. In the most difficult times literature found the way to the heart of every man and sowed in him the seeds of love, kindness and peace.
And the music? The music...the Melody of the autumn leaf that slowly falls to the ground, the sound of birdsong, rain – all it combines. A musical work at all times was popular because it is a huge genre diversity, where everyone can find something for themselves. As Stendhal said: "Music when it's perfect, leads the heart in the same state, what you experience, enjoying the presence of the beloved person it gives, undoubtedly, the most vivid happiness possible on earth." The music, the soul sings and rejoices the world, and all blossoms around, because the melody takes us into such a secret and simultaneously closest to each point, where, it seems, are all the sweetest dreams and desires.
Painting is generally the clearest portrait of the soul of the author. Paintings - or rather, real masterpieces, are created only when a person truly opens their heart and allows the paints to convey her emotions and feelings. That's why I fully agree with Pablo Picasso, "painting is a blind. The artist paints not what he sees and what he feels."