You know why art is wonderful? We are hopelessly vain creatures. When we paint, draw, write, we pour out what’s inside of us. We create our own reflection - beyond the flesh, beyond our thoughts, beyond our feelings. Why is art devastating, heart-wrenching, and beautiful all at once? Because it’s whatever the hell it is you’ve got inside trying to wrench itself out. If we had souls, that would be what art is. A solid fingerprint of our ghost.