I have a quote that I wrote down many, many years ago and it has stayed true to how I feel and what I think art and any form of expression for that matter is about. It is from the book The Artist as a Young Man, by James Joyce.
..to speak of these things and to try to understand their nature, and, having understood it, to try slowly and humbly and constantly to express, to press out again, from the gross earth or what it brings forth, from sound and shape and color which are the prison gates of our soul, an image of the beauty we have come to understand – that is art.
So, I will be slowly and humbly expressing an image of the beauty I have come to understand. After all isn’t all true understanding beautiful?