art.

i envy artists. but..who are artists? regular people who sneak away from the streamline rush of the world and cultivate their time onto a canvas. or direct their energy into a scissors cutting out shapes, colors and fabric creating art that makes them not only smile but causes their heart to skip a beat. that's the feeling i get when i sit and surf the web. i see the ease and simplicity in designs and art. paintings, ceramics, graphic or even random materials put together. even photography, as easy as it sounds; grabbing a point-and-shoot or a dslr, applying enough pressure to depress a trigger. snap. everyone does it. but the art of it, the eye. thats what matters. to see the niche in a moment. to look at an everyday moment and go wow. to look at your friend's face in a certain angle and mentally tell yourself.. look! .. wow. i often wish i had an inbuilt camera in my head, everytime i blink. it snaps. and the pictures are saved in some archieve i can browse later.

artists are merely patient people with time on their hands. they cultivate their ideas like a hen warming an egg. from young they've taken in the gradients of fabric, the touch-feeling of everything they set their eyes upon .. and now they put all that together to form.. well, art. i do envy them.