I was in the Museum of Art the other day for my art history class, and I was sitting there looking at the Wier Exhibition around me. I had already seen the pieces before, but this time, as I sat looking at the portraits and landscapes, I had an epiphany:
I like that art allows you to find beauty in every day life. I like that the artist possesses the ability to uncover a bit of beauty we may not have seen before.
And this, for me, was a reminder of why I am majoring in art history.
This is good enough. I'm grateful for that brief reassuring moment.
