Richard  Eyre says art keeps the light of our  hope alive- of other worlds and of other lives.  For him, art reaches for the ecstatic and when it fails, he knows what art is not. I, on the other hand, rarely feel ecstatic looking at visual art though I very often feel ecstatic when doing art.  This is not to say, as a consumer, art does not affect me, it does.  Art’s power is at its zenith when it evokes more complicated feelings than ecstasy, when it  teaches me  something about how complicated it is to be human. It is not art when all it does is make me feel blissed out.

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