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Originally Posted by uno
Have you ever taken a tour of the Van Gogh museum in Amsterdam?
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Went to a few museums in England, including one that had Van Gogh's sunflowers on exhibit at that time. Nothing special.
Don't get me wrong. There are certain pieces of art / music / writing / whatever that touch my inner soul as strong as "love" might. For instance, as a young teen in high school, I found a William Blake quote: "He who binds to himself a joy, does the winged life destroy / He who kisses the joy as it flies, lives in Eternity's sunrise". Regardless of the pot and mushrooms I did back then, that quick poem has been very influential in my life, yet I never see it posted or hung anywhere. Another example: I never knew some guy named Banksy existed until some dude named Rand posted a thread about him on this board. Googled the name. Found the website and stumbled across the following hotlinked picture:
Why that picture evokes such emotion in me that I hotlink it in this thread, I have no idea. However, I have come to the realization that art, in whatever form, is either based on ONE person's desire for it or ONE person's desire for it based on a group around them influencing that desire.