It is my job as an art major to look at art all day.
Self explanatory.
I have to critique it, make it, talk about it, write about it, study it, consider it.
But something that surprises me sometimes is that I never get sick of it.
Ever.
My eyes widen, trying to take in every detail of a painting or photograph.
They make my heart happy...I don't know why...and I can't really explain it.
I feel a thrill of excitement when I am introduced to a piece that is brand new to me.
Brush strokes, tonality, perspective, shadow, depth, meaning, medium, etc etc etc.
It is a lovely thing when art - something someone has created, effects you emotionally.
When it reaches senses beyond sight and understanding.
When you as the viewer feel something unexpected and wonderful.
It completely fascinates me that pigment and lines can change humanity.
A few of my favorites
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