What does art do for you? Does it inspire? Make you smile? Push you forward? Make you happy? Make you sad? Make you crazy???
And by “art” I don’t mean just painting, but sculpture, cinema, theater, and of course writing. And I ask both you as a consumer and as a creator. An art enthusiast and an artist.
Dale Peck, a novelist and critic, asked:
And isn’t that what art does? Transforms you, in your eyes, and in the eyes of people who look upon you? Locates you at the beginning of a journey filled with possibility rather than at the end of the road?
Here, he was talking about music. And the context is a love story. But music is art, certainly. And I can see that. Art, good art, has a timeless quality. Transports and transforms. I have become lost in a painting. A song. I have fallen in love with a woman painted years and years before my parents’ parents were born. And I have fallen in love with a song, and assigned those feelings to a person, the real love for the feeling of the song, the person just a coincidental object for those sentiments. Those relationships never last, but the song always does.
Does art fill you up, or leave you empty? After experiencing good art, I feel both energized and drained. Like I could go forward and create something at least as lovely. That I could never come half as close.
True art captures sentiment and feeling, pure emotions on canvas, on paper, on sound waves. I love it!