Milum : Art is the wordless transfer of a new understanding about
the condition of being alive that is given by one sapient being to another.
Furt : Ah, so poetry, theater and literature aren’t art. Got it.
**Milum **: Of course not, silly. Do you think that all poetry, for example,
is Art? Of course not. Only poems that trigger a novel emotion or
a new understanding of life can properly be called Art.
Art, as you know, is very subjective, so consequently what we deem Art
is not the poem itself but rather the unspoken transfer of information
from one observer of life to another.
Get it? (the last time you said you “got it” you didn’t get it.)
**Furt : Can’t be an affirmation of a previous understanding eh?
Must always be a new idea, new expressions of old ideas not allowed? **
Milum : Of course “old ideas” are not allowed.
Old ideas are everyday ideas that might be of value
but they are not Art. But obviously any worthwhile variation
of a old theme would be considered a new idea and therefore Art.
Any new observation about the shared condition of being alive is Art.
Furt :Not about death, eh?
Milum : Furt, would you please stop saying “eh” ? It makes you sound smug.
Now. Of course about death. Death is a aspect of life. Why do you ask?
Any subject can serve as a vehicle for Art as long as
the insight is transfered from one sapient being to another.
Furt : Hmm. So if I paint it for myself, it’s not art?
Milum : Of course not.
How could it be Art if you painted what you already knew?
Let’s pretend that you are a monkey and you paint a work of Art.
The Art of the painting would not be within the painting itself
but it would be within that moment of mutually shared insight into
an expression of the condition of being alive.
Furt : Please tell me you’re joking.
Milum : I could be wrong, but I’m not.