Why do we create? What compels us to make things (art, music, crafts) when there is often no material gain or credit in it for us?
There's a whole branch of philosophy devoted to aesthetics. I took a bit of philosophy in college but I am at a loss to explain the object pictured above.
It was created by a library employee. He was one of the people assigned the rather mundane task of taking older books out of the "New" books and moving them to the "regular" (or not-so-new) collections. The last step in the process is peeling off the New sticker from each book.
I usually just clump the stickers together and throw them out. However, he stuck one on top of another on top of another until…this was formed. I asked him what it was and even he didn't know. He didn't make it to show to anyone…it just sort of happened. I suppose one could argue that this is the purest form of art: creating for the sake of creating.
However, I won't go that far. I just want your theories on what the heck this thing is! Please comment below. Of course, there are no wrong answers.