I see art in everything that could just as easily be anything else but it is what it is; it doesn’t matter why, just that it is so gosh darn interesting, and that’s what I try to describe, as it appears to me, while avoiding the temptation to overexplain and force everything into a reason just because of my need to understand. I let it go and smile and say to myself, “This is it. And this is good. No matter whatever else.”