Why?

A person can study with enthusiasm how a picture is painted or a sculpture is created: how the brush was laid down, what each smear of paint speaks about, with what precision the shapes are carved out of stone. He admires the subtlety and ingenuity of the work. Knowing that these works could not have arisen by themselves, he begins to recognize the author, to study his biography and work. He will be puzzled and jealous of the words that, for example, the author of Mona Lisa is Rembrandt, and not Leonardo da Vinci. Well, how can you say such nonsense and stupidity and not know who the authorship of the picture belongs to in reality ?!

At the same time, a person watches the sunrise every day, sees trees, mountains, flowers, clouds, he sees himself in the mirror, but for some reason thinks that all this happened just like that, not seeing the Creator behind all this. Or easily ascribes authorship to something that is itself created.