Art speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul. Art is my divine beginnings and ending; every line, curve and strook settles in my soul like the Titanic that sank to the ocean floor. Art is my world, from the beginning of time I remember sitting in front of a piece of paper and lestening to Thriller by Michael Jackson creating a picture filled with emotion. Moving my hand swiftly across the paper, grinning from the excitement it brought me. Art is an outlet for me and others around the world. As art evolves in cultures to greater existence, the world as you see it will change. Art influences people in a positive and negative manner. But why? I thought art makes the soul happy, seeing the creations and finding the deeper meanings. The world that is portrayed in art is not what it is in real life; a quote from Oscar Wilde, " No great artist ever sees things as they really are.  If he did, he would cease to be an artist."