As I drive to work I’m currently listening to a CD.
‘Waiting for Godot’ by Samuel Beckett.
Why? Why would you listen to that?
Because all art is born in contemplation. There can be no art without it.
And say what you like, Beckett breeds contemplation.
Some would complain the play itself is worthless. It goes no where, nothing happens and there is finally no purpose to the thing.
Sounds like making art?
Listen and see. Those words themselves don’t even make sense. Shouldn’t it be more ‘Listen and learn?’
You sound like Pottso now, and that’s not a bad thing.
If you insist on ‘seeing’, there is plenty to view here.