Make art not war

That is now my own personal hippy slogan, it's probably been used before. Oh well.
Yesterday while watching a travel show focused on Greece, the show was going through a museum of Greek antiquity, especially their art and the host mentioned that there weren't many of the spectacular golden age bronze statues because some had been melted down for weapons or something else to do with war. It makes me sick to hear such a thing, that priceless, beautiful works of art were melted down in order to kill or help kill people.
It saddens me that dazzling shrines in Tibet and China survived for hundreds and thousands of years, until they were destroyed in the cultural revolution.
How can we reach the point where we come to war, where we destroy beauty around us and more than that destroy people, men, women and adorable little children? Maybe we really ought to step back a minute and admire beauty so that we remember it and don't destroy it.