More Thoughts on Art Museums and Understanding Ourselves
Related to this post asking “Why Museums?”
Museums are like foster homes for art work. sometimes I go to feel the presence of the hand of the artistic deities that inspire me. Even if it is only a select, sparse collection of our visual culture that is represented, I am glad we have created a temple to honor these works. And I am glad that people pay homage (with admission fees and meditations upon) to these building blocks of artistic inquiry- it gives a sense of direction.
and Jonah Lehrer via my English syllabus that I got today:
What does this novel or experiment or poem or protein teach us about ourselves? How does it help us to understand who we are?
And this:
[anecdote that I can no longer find on the internet about how my favorite professors were those that I didn’t agree with because it helped me figure out where I stand in relation to them]
and this random thought:
it must be a lot slower (but more complete?) to think about where you stand in relation to everything, rather than just arbitrarily or gut-instinct-ly deciding. are they the same?
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