The first line of a poem of a eighteen century poet, let's call him John, is "A thing of beauty is a joy forever". One of his contemporaries was a thinker, let's call him Arthur, who claimed that life is tedious and a great way to escape this boredom is by arts.
I like them both and in my life arts is one of my passion. But I also believe we can see beauty in many places like the craftsmanship of crystal blowing that transforms glowing balls of molten crystal into a shape.