The artist pours a part of his very essence into his creation, his soul spark becomes imbued within his work, giving a realness and relevance to it. It becomes integral and inseparable, a stylised, symbolic record of the human spirit that lives on so long as it can be experienced by other human beings. It is almost a form of immortality, if you will...
Swirls of hue and sound, movement and rhythm, given form both by the artist and those moved by it... One soul speaking to others through symbolic language of the senses.
Art is, I believe, interactive whether you are staring at a silent, immobile sculpture, swaying to a sweet melody, or list