Art is a synonym for ‘Passion’.

Art doesn’t necessarily mean paintings on a canvas or sketches on a pad or drawings on a board. It means looking a thing with so much admiration .

Art is that music that’s been on repeat for weeks or that particular song you always sing in the shower, the playlist you confidently put on shuffle.

Art is that type of coffee bean you’re curious about that you had to look up it’s origins or that tea bag you stock up every grocery shopping for fear of it being out of existence.

Art is that plane ticket you saved so much for, the trip you planned so hard for, or a family time you looked so forward to.

Art is that bomb sleep after a heavy cry, an apology you waited long for, a closure you searched years for or a truth you finally got to accept.

Art is running your dissertation on TurnItIn to find it less than the percentage, it’s satisfyingly studying for a test or perfectly writing a piece, it’s your writing being published.

Art is finding a show worthy of binge watching, it’s discovering a new restaurant that offers you not only the nicest food but serenity and calmness.

Art is that email with Congratulations, you got the offer, it’s being recommended and commended for being recommended by someone great.

Art is that picture you can’t keep out of your sight, it’s the Family photo album, of memories of your childhood and long lost friends.

Art is satisfaction, from a 12-hour sleep after being sleep deprived for days, from memorizing a verse from a Holy Book after trying for days.

Art is beauty, in your mother’s smile or when she walks the walk or talks the talk, it’s in everything she does.

Art is courage, from typing the first letter of your book, from starting your first YouTube Video, from applying another job after so many failed attempts or from healing and accepting love again.

Art is anything you make life out of it. Art is Life itself.