Maybe art is an attempt to touch our deepest secrets, buried so deeply that we don’t know that they’re there.
Maybe art is an external attempt to touch our deepest secrets, the secrets that we don’t even know are there.
This is an attempt to get back to the dangerous ideas, and maybe that’s a dangerous idea in itself. I hope that it is.
Outside forces are vying for a chance to rid us of our peculiarities. We need rituals that remind us of our strangeness.