“Who, what, where, when, how? Valid questions. But, I learned as a cub stringer, never under any circumstance, if it is remotely within your power to resist the impulse, never ask a man why. It… it tightens a fellow up”
You don’t have to ask an artsit why, they’ve already answered in the only way that matters. The work exists because it had to, and pressing for explanations only pulls something instinctive into the realm of overthinking. Not everything needs…