Long before brushes, scripts, or instruments existed, people were already creating. We carved into stone, hummed stories, and used gestures to share what words couldn’t. The instinct to express wasn’t taught; it was built into us. Art began as a way to notice the world a little more deeply than survival required.

That instinct still exists in everyone today, even in those who never create anything publicly. When a mother serves food in a way that feels comforting, when someone builds a playlist that matches your mood, or when you write a message you’ll never send but need to get off your chest — those are all acts of art. They come from attention, emotion, and care. You don’t need a studio or an audience to create something meaningful. Art is not just a product; it’s an attitude toward life. It’s how we translate feeling into form, even in the smallest ways.