As I see it, art is not a collection of nouns, it’s a verb—a way of life, even (or at any rate a means of escape). To reduce the adventure that we just went through together to a mere statement of fact would be to miss the point entirely. The point was that we made something. We made something beautiful and compelling and we had fun doing it. For a brief shining moment we lifted the veil and glimpsed a timeless simple beauty. Is this not something of value? Is humankind’s most fascinating and imaginative art form not something worth exposing our children to? I think it is.
