If you ask anyone, I bet they have an opinion about art.  What makes it art, why we should call something art, or not.  Whether art is important to us as individuals, groups, or as a culture, and should we invest in it, for the future of all those things?

Another thing that may or may not come up is whether you can call something art that is fleeting, there a moment and then gone forever.  Some would say no, if you can’t hang it in a museum or lock it away in airtight chambers for preservation, the it’s not art.  Gardeners would probably disagree.  I consider those guys to be artists.  What you didn’t?  Think about it.  They are painting only with the final image in mind, seeds have no color. They carve in living branches, making art from trees and  plants.  A flower blooms, and then is gone, but the beauty of that moment lives on in the hearts and minds of the witnesses.

Maybe after, you get together with some friends to talk about the beauty of that moment, and one of you makes a meal to mark the occasion.  Cooks are artists, too.  They paint memories on your tongue with spices and the perfect application of heat, or not to heat, depending on the meal.  Their art is fleeting as well, but also remembered, and recalled with the most vivid of descriptions.

I have a broad definition of art, that does not require the agreement or validation of another.  Nor does it have a time limit to qualify.  I see art in a sunrise over the ocean, and in the curve of a stranger’s face, whose name I will never know, but whose shape will inform my imagination when I make a new character, or create a new fictional world.

Today, I honor the street work of David Zinn.  So fleeting it is heartbreaking, and still too good to miss.  He shows us the magic we thought we lost as kids.  He reminds me what it can be like when every corner is the one around from adventure, and most of all, to keep our eyes open, so we don’t miss even one beautiful thing.

Chalk Drawn Adventures

David Zinn Website


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