This is not my picture, but I wanted to share it with you.
This is a piece by San Francisco-area landscape artist Andreas Amador. His work is brilliant, amazing, beautiful, and completely temporary. On his website, he talks about the impermanence of his work, saying that:
The only constant in this existence is impermanence. In the end our lives are about the experiences we’ve had, not the things we have held on to. And in the face of certain erasure, in the face of our own personal, inevitable demise, the act of rallying forces on behalf of creation and beauty is a declaration of one’s existence in the face of a seemingly indifferent ocean of reality. I really like that metaphor–it encourages and propels me.
In the face of certain erasure, we are compelled to create something beautiful with our lives. Love or art, we long to leave a mark, no matter how temporary it might be, and we can find joy in that, peace even.