Eons ago the Royal Academy of Arts in London had an extremely dodgy exhibit called 'Art of the Ancient World' (dodgy because it was pretty clear from the labels that most of the art was picked up on the black market with markers like 'found somewhere near the Black Sea' etc). I think I spent something like six hours walking around that exhibit, and one painting in particular was 2600 years old and looked like it was done yesterday. The humanity behind the expression was so human. It was like on a deep level you felt you could see what the artist was trying to do. There's only been a few times I've felt like this about art, that deep connection, but I remember every single one.
Eons ago the Royal Academy of Arts in London had an extremely dodgy exhibit called 'Art of the Ancient World' (dodgy because it was pretty clear from the labels that most of the art was picked up on the black market with markers like 'found somewhere near the Black Sea' etc). I think I spent something like six hours walking around that exhibit, and one painting in particular was 2600 years old and looked like it was done yesterday. The humanity behind the expression was so human. It was like on a deep level you felt you could see what the artist was trying to do. There's only been a few times I've felt like this about art, that deep connection, but I remember every single one.