Without great paintings, would we appreciate the landscape? Without great literature, could we show empathy? Without great magicians, could we make others dream? A world lacking artists lacks beauty. A world lacking artists lacks shape and color. Staying up all night to create a piece of art made from the gears of reality. Breathing in experience - and breathing out art. Protesting against the status quo by giving life to dull shapes. After all, isn't that what an artist really is? Isn't an artist the one who uses his art as an expression of freedom? Or the one who is able of bending things that others view as a straight line? With every moment of expression, an artist lives out loud; and most of the time, the artist motivates others to do so as well. Maybe the artist is the one who puts all the words hidden in his soul into a beautiful painting with shapeless, invisible words that set our hearts on fire.