Wednesday, October 26, 2011

A Bridge to Many Lands


Many of the philosophers we've read have talked about how art is art when it represents one thing. I can't even define it correctly, because I feel just the opposite about art. In fact, in middle school, I wrote a paper on how the best art is that which inspires the most ideas and the most future art. I wouldn't necessarily agree with that anymore, but I often find the play of ideas to be the part of art that intrigues me the most. In this photograph, I see childhood (A Bridge to Terabithia), a hiding place, a natural oasis, sadness, mystery, and so much more. I don't like to limit what I can see in a work of art. I'd rather let my mind float along.

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