Artistic Bent?

Those of you who know me well, know that there is a little streak of the "artistic" in me.  No, I can't paint (except in broad strokes from a can) or draw (well, do stick figures count?), but, I like the arts.

I suppose the fact that I write probably gives away the "artistic" streak in me.  Writing (non-technical) is certainly considered part of the arts.  Especially poetry -- although one might consider most of my "poetry" as more of a rhyming prose than the elegant stuff of "real" poetry.  And I admit, most of it is average at best, but, occasionally, like the monkey at the typewriter, I'm bound to produce something of merit just out of sheer volume.

But, back to the "artistic" nature.  I've always seen art in the world around me.  To me, trees can be a tremendous representation of God's art.  Especially those that are twisted and bent by the elements.  Of course, flowers, mountain scenery, seashores and the like also come to mind when one thinks about art in nature.  But, I also see art in some oddball things.  Take for instance the photo below.

OK, you say, what is artistic about that?  (Disregard examples of modern art that you've seen hanging in galleries throughout the world.)  I don't know if I can answer that question.  But, when I look, I see art.  Others just see a piece of wood to which various layers of paint are still sticking after it has been scraped in preparation for a new coat.  Oh, well.  I guess it's kind of like the old saying that "one man's junk is another man's treasure."  It's all in the eye of the beholder.

Chris