I have always maintained that Art of any kind is a two-way street. Without the mind of the audience being involved in it, Art does not become art.

When the artist generates something on the canvas or on the piano, it’s a creation; it becomes art by interpretation of another mind.

Let’s take an imaginary situation where an art gallery holds an exhibition of paintings by an unknown painter. On an average let’s suppose that the audience enjoys the paintings. But since the artist is unknown or at least relatively unknown, the said audience may not linger in front of an abstract piece of art for too long. But then in the second instance we consider the same paintings in the same art gallery. The only difference here is that the audience knows that the painter on exhibition is a M.F. Hussain or a Raza. Since the audience then comes with a pre-conceived notion that “M.F. Hussain is a marvelous painter”, they would perhaps try to find meaning in the abstract painting now that they know who the painter is. It’s very hard to dismiss an art form after knowing who the artist is. And I believe that, that is the true mastery of an artist; engaging the mind of the audience through the creation.

Ultimately it’s the mind of the viewer/listener that takes a piece from creation to art. Art creates emotions, evokes memories, can be interpreted in innumerable ways and has a hint of mystery. No artist creates anything with a decision of making it into art. Creation is to an artist what breathing is to living beings. It’s when creation is exalted that it becomes art. But then it’s not a mean feat. It’s the conviction of a true artist that forces people to stop in their tracks and take notice of some wonderful piece. And as an artist matures, his sphere and depth of influence deepens so much that every voluntary and involuntary movement in his being also becomes susceptible to interpretation, much like his art.

But art is indeed a two-way street. It’s the lovers and connoisseur of arts that make a story-teller into a raconteur Image