The writer does want to be published; the painter urgently hopes that someone will see the finished canvas (van Gogh was denied the satisfaction of having his work bought and appreciated during his lifetime; no wonder the pain was more than he could bear); the composer needs his music to be heard. Art is communication, and if there is no communication it is as though the work has been stillborn.Madeleine LEngle
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Art is communication, and if there is no communication it is as though the work has been stillborn. The desire of a writer to be published, a painter to have his art appreciated, a composer to have his music heard, is a desire that can be met by others. That is what art does. It brings the same satisfaction to the creator as it does for those who respond.
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