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On food, work & Art

Complex, strange and uninspiring definitions of Art abound. To Camus a work of art is a confession, to Seneca imitation of nature. To Maugham it is expression of soul’s adventure; Lloyd Wright condemns ‘art for art’ as philosophy of the well-fed.  Marshal McLuhan finds advertising is the greatest art form while a contemporary thinker holds that Art begins where advertising ends. Yet, all of them attempt to define the dalliance of curious imaginative human spirit. Infinite museums, theatres, concert halls and libraries attempt to chart, evaluate and preserve it. Poets celebrate it in songs, potters in designs and painters through myriad moods of splashing colors.

Excerpt from O. Henry’s
A Service of Love

“My purchaser from Peoria,” said Joe, “and Gen. Pinkney are both creations of the same art–but you wouldn’t call it either painting or music.

And then they both laughed, and Joe began:

“When one loves one’s Art no service seems—” (..too hard)

But Delia stopped him with her hand on his lips. “No,” she said– “just ‘When one loves.'”

In any Indian city you can locate a busy street in its traditional bazaar known as Sarrafa. Sarrafa is group of jewelry shops (Sarraf ~ Jeweler) – some deal in finished goods, others trade in precious metals.

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