From the point of view of this inquiry a work of art ranks as a
supremely conscious creation. It has perfection of form and it is
permanent: _ars longa, vita brevis_. But it is also directly and
vitally connected with the forces of unconscious life; it depends
upon, or rather it is characterised by an intensity of emotion which
it transmits as if by magic to other people than its creator. Its form
can be judged dispassionately, but not its content. It is detached
from human life, and is at the same time a revelation of it in a way
which is more immediate and more moving than a mere explanation. Thus,
although it is as deliberate a product of conscious processes as a
mathematical theory or a philosophical idea, or an economic system, it
is more intimately linked to unconscious life than any of these; it is
perhaps closer to unconscious life than any other kind of conscious
creation. For this reason, because it belongs to both worlds, the
esteem in which it is held varies according to the values of the people
among whom it is practised. And in certain cases the place assigned
to art seems to confirm the general theory of this essay, that women
create unconscious more than conscious life, and that men associate the
values of unconscious life with women. For in communities which are too
rigidly organised, because entirely devoted to some system, and which
therefore distrust the personal values of unconscious life, communities
such as those of the business men here or in the United States, art
is distrusted, the artist is considered to be effeminate, and the
appreciation and culture of art are left half contemptuously, half
respectfully to the women. On the other hand, in communities where the
framework of conscious life has not hardened and unconscious values are
not depreciated, the formal perfection of art arouses men’s admiration,
and the artist is looked upon as the best type of manhood. The artist
must thus possess both masculine and feminine qualities; that is to
say, he has immediate access to the intuitions of unconscious life, as
a woman has, and he creates conscious form, as a man does.
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