art can be for politics, for the renaissance, for friends, for beer... but ultimately, it's to satisfy some curiosity in the artist and some selfish desire to see it manifested.
[dude, i'm sitting here watching the Today show, and i really want to humiliate all of these people in some way... they seem so happy in their average little cages. i want to see Jerry springer bring his 3 ring circus in here...]
that's my personal curiosity. but i also wonder if we all lived in a world of artists would anyone care. if we were all making art to satisfy our own itches, what would a world of itches look like?
i've stopped trying to make sense :]