Art Philosophy

The saying goes,
"A beautiful painting is simply residue that remains after the artist has left.”
Amidst moments time, passion moves one to create, definite or indefinite.
Out of a soul in flight comes true art: a floating melody on string, a myriad of colored paint on canvas, affectionately chosen words for a poem, or, a body in rhythmic motion.
Like mercurial, always moving, never in the same place, fluid by the mere nature their soul,
the artist visits, without notice, the blankness. Only briefly now, they discover time and again
the beauty that hides there in the void today.
Tomorrow, it will be somewhere else.