This is an old folk painting done in early 1700s by an artist who no one knows anything about, and died young. It's of his sister. It hangs on a wall. That's art, and I don't think you need much more. You can take your NYC and L.A. and your subconcious and your concepts and your dialog and your community and your grants, and have a bonfire.
I drove Kimberly back to Idaho and here are some pictures of what it looks like to drive through Idaho and what Kim looks like with mountains behind her. It's all very pretty.