Life As Art
You see that’s a matter of viewpoint. Beauty has something to do with beingness then doesn’t it? It’s way up there.
But do you know at the same time that the fellow says, I’m no artist.” He says, I’m not an artist.” He means by that, “I don’t paint; I don’t write; I don’t compose music.” What is he doing that might throw this into question?
He might be living a very beautiful life. Because the biggest and widest canvas that you could paint would be the canvas of a life. A man could actually achieve the level of being a professional beautiful liver. He could. There are some people you are glad to know simply because they seem to lead a beautiful life. It’s interesting, isn’t it?
So people say we have to go hungering after art through painting, writing and so forth, and what are these people doing? They’re writing about, they’re painting about, composing about life. You’re sitting there with this enormous canvas and all the raw materials to put together into what is actually a piece of art... You’re overlooking the primary field of art, which would be to live beautifully.
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