Art is a language which anneals individuals to each other through experiences that are uniquely human, that demand connection at the level of making meaning. If we lose our ability to make meaning — that is, to interpret, to find form in the raw materials of life — then we stand in danger of having meaning made for us, a rupture between what is said and what is done, between false intentions and disastrous consequences.
From poet Ann Lauterbach, an absolutely beautiful, immensely insightful read on why we make art and how it makes us, particularly timely at this moment in culture.
