Art consists of all objects humans have devised under the influence of muses. Art can be created and recreated as our eye remains everlastingly fresh. Yet, this freshness is not given by default and not to all. Special ability, nicknamed into talent, patience, inspiration, and a myriad of other needs must all be there for art to take shape, for it to materialize from idea into the substance we all can share. And then when it finally can be touched, art is merely an attempt to an answer, the answer to the most dramatic of all questions: who are we and why are we here? Is it just to be ordinary people, to be born, to live, and to die? Is there more to it? And even if at the end of the day we close our eyes without having figured it out, it is one think we know, it is the candle that continues to burn amidst those who remain behind: that beauty has transcended our lives from simple beings into something that might eventually matter.