In a world where there are as many cellphones in use as there are people alive, which means that there are just as many cameras, then why does art matter?
When anyone can take a photograph of anything at anytime, and share that photo instantly across the globe, what job is there left for the artist?
I believe that the fleeting world we can see is only a hint of the infinite world that remains hidden to us. What we see is just the manifestation of the greater reality - a reality that is the perpetual unfolding of the eternal now, the constant flowing movement of the particle waves of this everlasting instantaneous tumultuous moment.
Artists create for the same reason that lovers love: We’re trying to grasp ahold of that elusive expanding escaping second of time. We’re trying to touch the thing we can’t see, the thing that binds us all.
Art matters, if it matters at all, not because of the images it captures, but because even though it can’t ever capture true meaning, the meaning we bring to the world is all the meaning that matters to us.
We long to feel connected, to matter to someone or something, and art is the expression of that longing. Art matters because we want to matter, and art is our way of showing it.
Art is the most human thing we can do.