so I was thinking.  whether art is of itself a reality, or a construct through which we understand creativity and expression.

[Edvard Munch, Melancholy (1901), colour woodblock print, London: British Museum]

so I was thinking.  whether art is of itself a reality, or a construct through which we understand creativity and expression.

[Edvard Munch, Melancholy (1901), colour woodblock print, London: British Museum]