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"Does art make a difference in the real world?"

by Imahoneybee

And so I am asked the most obvious question, art does not only make a difference in this world, but it changes who we are. Everything around us I art, it is, I swear it is. Those buildings you see, or the cars you see, or the music you listen to, or even that particular bench you always sit at. It's art. It was once put on a piece of paper, it was once a thought, or an idea, but instead, it was brought to life. They put meaning into it. It became something. I am art, I am a painting in progress, and that painting will only be complete once I've reached the end of my days, and I hope it leaves something remarkable behind. Art is the universe, it is the world, it is everything in between. And so i'm asked, "does art make a difference in the real world?"
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