Art Is A Drug

The word art brings to mind a couple of things whenever I hear the word.  It was the crayon drawing I made for my parents of a house, blue sky, and a smiling sun overhead when I was six.  It was the class I took in high school where I learned how to use water colors.  Back then there was such an elusive connotation of what art truly represented. Today, I understand that the word “art” holds a loose definition because it is such a personal form of expression.  

Yesterday evening I went to an open gallery at the Art Student League in Manhattan.  A friend of mine, is taking classes there and the students were having an exhibit to display their work.  The room was filled with people that had different personalities and perspectives.  But the one thing they had in common was their love for art. 

I walked the room admiring all of the portrait paintings.  The expressions of the people in the paintings were so very alluring as well the choice of colors used.  Looking closer I could see that the painter had their models sitting in different poses, not necessarily for aesthetic reasons but for a different perspective.  I put myself in the shoes of the artist with every painting I saw to understand where they were coming from.  This is when it occurred to me that art is a drug.

Art liberates you in the same way a drug does because there are no boundaries, no right or wrong, no yes or no.  It’s a feeling you want to have all of the time because it feeds your soul; it just feels right.  Letting your artistic self takes you to places you’ve never been before; not so much physically but mentally. Art brings you closer to your core and for some of us this a place we hardly know because the outside world commands so much of our attention.  But when you lose yourself in your art, it entrenches you in a zone to reach new heights.  You begin to feel things that are new but comforting. 

What a revelation to have at that moment during the art exhibit; I completely lost myself in that thought.  Art is a drug.  When I asked my friend what’s next for him and his paintings, he said simply, he wants to just keep on going.

See Beauty…

Ariane 

PS If you want to check out this exhibit at the Art Student League, the last day is tomorrow Saturday, April 30th.