That phrase popped into my head when I first saw this statue in Central Park.
That phrase probably doesn’t mean anything to you, but it’s something that was said a lot when I was an art major back in college.
When I looked at this statue, I suddenly had flashbacks of medieval oil masters and the flame-maned horses, always threatening to catapult their riders off the painting’s edge. It was always in battle scenes (I suppose who could afford to hire artists but the conquering emperors!)
It’s been a long time since I’ve enjoyed art. I almost went to a dedicated art college. But i ended up going to a regular college. I vacillated back and forth between journalism and art majors for years, finally graduating with a journalism major (I had to pick which had the most credits), but art has never been far from my heart. But I’ve never really allowed myself to do art- officially. It’s been more…craft. I was always the person who made you a homemade gift for Christmas (when I was young it was because of money), but now it’s because I think it’s so much more personal.
Well, now that NabloPoMo has chosen ART as the September theme, I thought now would be an excellent time to re-establish my relationship with art. Or at least explore how I feel about it now.


















