One of the things that I like about art is the creative process that goes on when art is made. Or more to the point, I like the mental struggle involved in art that leads to solutions which are surprising, and very often unexpected. What I mean by this is that somehow in making art the resolution of a piece in derived in a way that in unexplainable. In printmaking Yugi would call it a happy accident. What is even stranger to me is that these accidents were brought on almost willfully. Looking and seeing that something is not working and then just trying different things to fix it. Trial and error really. A piece goes under numerous trial and error experiments in which most are unsuccessful but few result in something which strikes the artist as almost great. After numerous almost greats and even more trials, the piece starts to look done, resolved and pleasing to look at. This is why I also find it funny that some would have art all pre-conceptualized on paper, before work begins in the actual medium. In this way I would say work loses allot of its power. In the process, constant thought and time are spent in the making and art becomes so much more if the artist does not remain true to their original conception. This is another reason photography can never and will never be as much as the fine arts.