With fresh eyes, devoid of expectation or caution…
Art points to something beyond itself, toward “something more,” something that we sense in things and reveal through our pen or brushes, in our music or dance or writing.
What is this thing we glimpse in nature, in life itself, that so excites and inspires and compels us to re-create what we see in a form that we can share with others? Some see what art evokes, or points a finger toward, as the mystery in the midst of things.
“Art evokes the mystery without which the world would not exist.” -Rene Magritte.
“The artist’s function is to love the enigma. All art is this: love which has been poured out over enigmas – and all works of art are enigmas surrounded and adorned by love.” – Rainer Maria Rilke
“The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery.” -Francis Bacon
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