After getting off work today, my friends and I attended an art-walk in downtown Pocatello, in which there were a number of paintings displayed which had been painted by my friend's grandfather. Pictured below is one of my favorites from his display. (Although, the picture that I was able to snag does not do it justice!)
It was during my time of examining this piece of art when something came to me. (It isn't a novel idea, but I hadn't ever considered it this way before.) What I saw sitting in front of me was something that I myself am working on accomplishing. Now, I am by no means an artist, at least, not in the sense of one that can command a brush or pencil to work out an image that others will appreciate. I have not acquired that skill - yet, (I have wild dreams). But as an aspiring writer, I try to capture an image and construct that scene in someone else's mind. I try to paint an image that will come across the pages of my writing.
I think that artists and writers have this similar goal. They both see something and then try to recreate it. Whether it is a fictional piece that we have imagined in our mind's eye, or something that we have come across in real life - it is still an attempt to emblazon that on the minds of those who are appreciating our work.
I have been seriously impressed by an artist's ability to capture life in a single image. It blows my mind when I look at an eye and see a twinkle of laughter represented there. Or I look at a caricature of someone I know and see a part of their character captured in a drawing. A capable artist captures a part of life and conveys it in a single image, emotion and all.
It truly speaks a thousand words.
Hopefully, I can come close to that one day with my writing.
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