There’s something I love about the physical impracticality of art. When you see delicious food, you eat it and admire its taste. When you see a comfy bed, you rest in it and revel in its softness. But when you see art.. you can’t eat art. You can’t sleep on art. Well, you could, but any of that would fail to satisfy whatever desire that swells within. All you can do is have the need to.. co-exist with it. ‘Artists’ will even make efforts to be responsible for the existence of other or more beautiful works of art. We struggle for dominance over such an anomaly because art was not meant to serve our physical and practical desires. Art was meant to reach us on a completely different wavelength. Art can tie into emotions, but at the same time, can be so much more.

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