Some people say Art is the execution of an idea at its highest form. Dewey presents the other notion that Art is the experience of life, and that the things we see in museums are aesthetic because they were part of the living experience of a past generation.. That the value of the art is the experiences they enabled, and that it was not rare or unaccessible (as pieces in museums are), but that there is beauty everywhere that people appreciate. It is only when these experiences become rare that we begin to place the objects associated with them in a museum, in an attempt to explain the essence of why these objects are so beautiful. The truth is that life and beauty is everywhere, and one can appreciate the art in everyday life, the aesthetics of everyday experience that will someday be in an art museum.
Its a insightfully good book. A little long. I haven’t finished it yet.