We

What is art?

You see one thing

I see another

We each paint a picture in our minds

 

What makes an artist?

You think of Michelangelo, Rembrandt, Picasso

I think of Mitchel, Jessica, Anna

Each one molding us into the people we will become.

 

Don’t you see it?

You are you

I am me

We are our own artist, our own work of art.

Author's Note

There is still quite a bit I want to do with this poem when i have the time...but I had to write down at least this much to get going on it. It is very flawed and unfinished but I guess writing is a process for me. When it is complete I would like it to explain that I believe each human being is a work of art. We become a work of art as others, our experiences, and our own actions and thoughts mold us into who we are. We'll see what happens with it. Tell me what you think.