I look for it, it’s true.
I want to find it everywhere.
I see it in the window boxes.
In the windows.
In the galleries for sure.
In the churches, art is all about the Mystery.
On the street you might find it in the shadows.
In a restaurant it might be on your plate, or it might be overhead.
When you broaden your definition, the art world opens up for you.
Art is everywhere.
It in the fine things.
It might be in the squashed cardboard on the street.
Or the way the snow and ice are melting in the winter sun.
It hangs on the walls.
It lays on the floor.
It is stacked interestly on shelves with love and care and attention.
Beauty built, carved, designed for eyes to see and hearts to feel.
Find the art. Find the feeling.
Art is waiting for you.
Look anywhere at all.