Art is not logic nor idea.
It is not to see, to smell, to hear and to know properly.
It can be the dialogue between knowing and not knowing, the wave between tone and sound.
It can be the distance between sight and understanding the space between two words.
Art could be light.
The light that creates light remaining within light, it cannot be thought, nor can it be seen before it occurs.
It is, what it is.
The key to the secret of existence.
Art is the present.