The Endless Pursuit of Awesomeness.

Art and Science

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art1
ärt/Submit
noun
1.
the expression or application of human creative skill and imagination,
typically in a visual form such as painting or sculpture, producing works to
be appreciated primarily for their beauty or emotional power.

I don’t ever start with a definition, but this one is so fitting. The only
thing I’d like to add is that everyone is an artist. And specifically because
being an artist is all that we can lay claim to. Art shares the same power of
communication as language, math, or humour. But what makes art unique is that
it can communicate sensation. It can cross the impossible borders of class
and time, it can be more true than fact, it can teach empathy, and even in
the simplest of times, it can help us forget. And even more than that, its
interpretation is entirely individual. We narrate the depths of a photo, the
progression of a chord, or the prose of a poem in our own way and make the
journey of art our own.
I’ve always said that if humanity was suddenly wiped off of the face of our
planet and we only had seconds to ping the universe, we’d send our science
and our art. Our science to explain how we found ourselves, and our art to
explain who we are. And if I were being interrogated by an alien, I’d
describe a human in one word “creative.”
Every person can relate to art in some form; be it a homemade meal from mom,
a rembrandt that cornerstones an exhibit, a song that gets us through the
tough times, or explains love in a way that words can’t, an ancient relic
that spans the gap of eons, a comic that keeps us light in the heart, or a
photo that rips through our state of normalcy and exposes truths half a
planet away.
I argue that the scientific process and art are uniquely intertwined. Both
can be wrong, and both can scare us. But they share an evolution of
acceptance. A book can be banned, a theory can sentence an explorer to death.
But both have a seething need to show us something we can’t experience with
just our basic senses. The best example I can think of that exhibits this is
the first photo of earth taken by the apollo 8 astronauts. This 70mm film, in
a fraction of a second, captured the first moment in time that human eyes had
seen the sphere of the earth. It not only gave context, time, or perspective,
but it gave substance. It was a tangible thought that was felt the world
over. And this was undeniably done by the art of science.
Art has interpretation, and a still frame or a single sentence can send a
mind into a turmoil of emotions. It inspires us to stand tall and strengthen
our resolve, or it can submit us into self reflection and global action. Not
all of us are going to write the next symphony 5, paint the next picasso. You
nor I will likely earn a nobel or pulitzer. But that’s not the point. These
facets of our identity are by their nature explored as a whole. We all take
part in the storytelling that can only be told in these means. To experience
art and science is as important as creating it. And sharing our
interpretations is what defines us.
Both art and science have driven progress, have answered our darkest
questions and inspired even darker ones. And we are better for it because we
have an insatiable need to explore more about ourselves and our limitless
surroundings. In times of turmoil and regression, art and science are the
first to be attacked and blamed. But at their very centre, these are all that
matter. They lift us into a hormonious utopia of endless exploration; to
answer and to further question. A challenge that our minds are designed to
ponder.
The first question we have for our parents is the “endless why?” – we try to
silence our curiosity with regimens and laws that submit us into straight
lines and a few shades of grey, but those that break free and explore
are those that draw their own lines and inspire us all into the exploration
of wonder.

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