Back in the mid 1990s, on a quest for good Thai food, my partner and I happened upon an artistic oasis in Lake Oswego, an upscale suburban burg a bit south of Portland, Oregon.
Tucked away in a neglected alley in the center of town, we found a wall covered in art. Continue reading
Especially if you do not hold a religious view, art that depends on magic, religion, and spirituality can sometimes lead to eye rolling. Even as an atheist living in a culture steeped in Christianity, I like to keep myself open to the value of introspection and awe.
Whether the art we encounter is in a book, film, television show, music, painting, or other form: how does the non-spiritual person navigate art in this society? We do it by remembering that art is, as is all beauty, in the eye of the beholder.