It is a born gift to be a canvas or the palate of an artist,
To accept being the instrument of a Creator’s insensitive intentions.
The acceptance of it makes you the God and the artist the reverent servant.
Much has been said about the smile of Mona Lisa but never has it been asked why she smiled.
Maybe it was that she knew that the art was not about her but the being still and letting the artist express.
To be expressed upon or about without blink or fear or defense is more than mortal.
To graciously receive the lavish is to know that it is more important to the giver than the receiver.
That is a class untaught.
That is you.
*I meant the tequila, not the Catholic
