Sometimes we needed no words at all,
but merely shared the flow of imagery in our two minds
I’ve always had a small fascination with statues. Not the modern kind, but the ancient statues. The ones that tells a story from their facial expression to their posture. From the biggest to the smallest, if it touches me, then it is art.
Then again, anything can be art these days. As they say: “beauty is in the eye of the beholder“. How are you able to distinguish art? There is no competition when it comes to art. It is just a simple form of self-expression. Sometimes no words are needed to tell a story; perhaps we need only our senses.