ARTArt is that thing having to do only with itself-the product of a successful attempt to make a work of art. Unfortunately, there are no expamples of art, nor good reasons to think that it will ever exist. {Everything that has been made has been made with a purpose, teverything with an end exists outside of that thing, i.e., I want to sell this, or I want this to make me famous and loved, or I want this to make me whole, or worse, I want this to make others whole.} And yet we continue to write, paint, sculpt and compose. Is this foolish of us?
The essence of art is often described as an endeavor that exists solely for itself, embodying a pure attempt to create something of artistic value. However, the author expresses skepticism about the existence of true art, suggesting that everything produced carries an ulterior motive or purpose. Be it commercial gain, fame, or emotional fulfillment, these motivations imply that art does not stand alone but rather is entwined with external aspirations.
Despite this, the relentless human drive to create persists. We continue to engage in artistic expression through various mediums, even as we grapple with the notion that our creations may be influenced by desires beyond their aesthetic value. This raises questions about the nature of art itself and whether our efforts are ultimately futile or meaningful in some intrinsic way.
