Immersing in the art world is not just a hobby for me, it’s a passion that fuels my soul.
The more I immerse myself in the art world, the more I see and feel that we humans are unique organisms and that our purpose is more profound than only survival. Undoubtedly, it is something that differentiates us from animals. What does immersing in the art world mean for me? It is doing street photography, writing new texts, and preparing subsequent “Diaries'” editions and sets of pictures like “Negation Of The End” or “Transience.” Moreover, while reading most of Taschen, Phaidon, and Thames & Hudson’s books and listening to music from The Beatles and The Rolling Stones to David Bowie and Metallica, I also immerse myself in the art world.
But what is art? For me, it is asking questions and seeking answers. Undoubtedly, we will never find answers to most existential questions.
While writing these things, I realized that art, contrary to science, ostensibly seeks answers. It is because scientists do everything to explain the issue and solve the riddle. Artists often try to evoke feelings and provoke asking questions. As I mentioned at the beginning of this text, each of us is unique. It is cliche. Still, it is a truth. Every one of us has different experiences and perspectives. Indeed, everyone has one’s story to tell. Do animals write something? The answer is obvious.
Animals focus on survival, having something to eat, and reproducing. I know that some people behave like wild animals (e.g., the Russian orcs in Ukraine).
Still, most of us absorb broadly defined culture. Indeed, many of us are immersed in the world of art. We are longing for something otherwordly. That’s how religions appeared. Many of us believe in outer worlds, in the universal aim of our existence. Art gives us illusions that something eternal, profound, or even divine exists. Do I believe in something? Undoubtedly, yes, I believe. Still, for today (I wrote this text on the 7th of June, 2023), I am figuring out what I believe.
