Is there something happening in our brains that is separate from our conscious awareness and our intellect? Maybe we don’t all have the structures needed to comprehend beauty. Maybe it resists structure.
I have always liked art-- drawing, reading, museums. But I went through a very literal phase as a teenager where I sort of didn't get it. What's the use? I'd ask. What's the benefit? That's nice, that's fun, but is it important? Do we really need art? Shouldn't we study engineering, or microbiology, or something?... Continue Reading →