My experience of visiting the Miho did engender feelings of happiness. They didn't necessarily arise because of the precious ancient objects Koyama amassed, though many were indeed lovely to behold. Rather, it was the whole experience of getting there and being there. I loved heading up the mountain, witnessing the fall colors, passing through the tunnel, breathing the clear, fresh air, reveling in the panoramic views and peacefulness. I did feel as though I had been transported from one world into another. It was one that I readily embraced and wanted to hold onto. I turned to my friend and said, "I wish I could get on a plane from here, carrying this feeling home with me."
Do you believe that the intention of art is to make the world a beautiful, peaceful, and enjoyable place? If so, how? If not, why?
How do you make the world a beautiful, peaceful, and enjoyable place as an artist?
When you view "beautiful" (who decides what's beautiful?) art, does it bring about a moment of happiness for you?