2 May 2012
Art is a science.
You move up and are told straight away that all you know is false, and start again.
You have to learn how colour works, how paints and surfaces alike interact, the harmonics of a note, how words sound and feel to ears. Why something flawed can be more precious than perfection, why a lot of things are down to perception. Why two wrongs can make a right, why there is merit and beauty in everything. Why a mistake can be amazing, or ruin a piece, an essay. Why life is truly down to chance, and work too.
I cannot make a choice between the two.
It can teach me why I feel what I do, but somehow, I think I'll never understand you.
Art Is A Science • Opuss № I