The perfect work of art


 

I’m reading Tolstoy’s ‘What is Art’. In it he mentions a definition of art as having five parts as the five senses: taste, smell, touch, hearing, and sight. I would further stratify sight into the spatial 3D form of sculpture, and lastly of matter in motion.

Now for my insight. The perfect work of art: It would have to waft a heavenly scent, if tasted would have unlimited depth in complex exquisiteness, it’s motion giving to some, boundless erotic appeal, yet to others, give a sense of of hilarious strength and giving. The colors all in perfect complimentation leaving the onlooker the feeling of having the full spectrum of the depth of there soul rendered before them to perfection. As this perfection in creation blows your mind right in front of you, it begins to sing. A full harmony chorus tapering to an incredible single note that breaks your heart, not only for the one note, but the crafted story of its brethren propelling that one note to its immense height.

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