Art that paints itself

Every morning I wake up at 6:00. Every morning I see the sun rise. The thing I love about it is that every time it is unique. Every day there is a different sunrise.

It is like a painting without an artist. The painting paints itself. Purple, red, orange, blue, pink, gray, yellow. The colours aren’t like the colours you see painted on a regular painting. These aren’t like the paints you can by at an art store. The paintings I see every morning paint themselves. They reflect on the water, the blend into each other, if I’m lucky I’ll get mist.

I could go on my phone. I could look away…but I don’t. Every morning I see a painting that paints itself. I could Google sunrises, but it’s there, right in front of me.

The most beautiful art to me is not one painted my the women and men in an art studio, although I love that, the most beautiful art to me is the art that makes itself.

The most beautiful things are right in front of you so look up. Put down your phone and admire the real world instead of the thumbprint world.

The the world with no filters, no likes, no follows. See the real world.

We spend so much time absorbed in technology that we forget that the only way we are going to be happy is to live life instead of liking, commenting and sharing other’s.

The most beautiful things are right in front of you, so look up.

Author: georgiarmg

Positive Mind blogger, writing makes me feel free and independent. I can't imagine life without my blog. I created the site as a space for people to be free. You can go here and you don't have to worry about anyone watching you, you can be real. This is my planet, my world my life, everyone has there own planet and I welcome you to mine.

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