Head over heels

The best and the most innate thing about art is the tangibility that it brings with itself.Some time back a friend asked me what art meant to me and i thought,

to hear a song in the humdrum of life

to let oneself loose in the race to the top

see a spark of life in a dying candle,

a room for hope when caught up in shackles

now, that is what art does to me.An inspiration, a thought that is seeded into my mind and spreads its roots into the world through my being and lives on even when i cease being!

a hand held out to the penniless

a realm that knows no boundaries

adheres to no stereotypes

a solace to the lost wanderer

art is called 'priceless'. the reason i feel; is because art is free from worldly bonds. art stands alone even when it is bought for a price. art is not biased even if the artist is.art is everything around us...a piece of broken porcelain, a bus ticket, a rebel's graffiti, a child's scribble, a lover's mindless tissue gibberish or just a plain void.

free me he said....

let me fly when my wings are dead

let me live a life of no dread

let me breathe in the freedom

the freedom of being me and living undone

the freedom to run away and dive into art,

head over heels.