What's the purpose of art?

We live in a world that's very well understood and much of it's mystery explained,
but maybe we need thing's we can't explain.
Perhaps art exists not to "tick off" (as in a mark of completion) the things we know, or to regularize and define beauty, or impose a system of order on it.
Perhaps art exists to frustrate, challenge, mystify, to nourish our imaginations and top up our rations of wonder. What could be more precious in an overexplained world than the inexplicable?
Give yourself the chance of being mystified, of not wanting to know rather just experience. Give yourself the opportunity to just listen to the music, let it wash over you like waves of an ocean. Look at a painting without reaching for a narrative, just allow your eyes to drink in the vision. Look around you, look at nature, the masterpiece of all forms of art; nature, always reinventing itself, offering mystery, magic, an explosion of colour and sound, take time to appreciate it. Although all these i-thingy's are amazing in reproducing copies of the real, the real is still available for us. Give yourself permission to listen to the wind, the ocean, the birds, or to the many other sounds nature makes, give yourself the permission to gaze at the sunset, or sunrise, the way raindrops dance on leaves in a sunshower, flowers in bloom, the crystal blue sky with it's marshmellow clouds. Give yourself the permission to use your senses for the enrichment of your appreciation of just being a human. Of the many ways we learn, the most efficient way is through experience.....and art, is an outward expression of an inner experience.
Go on, smell something, listen to something, look at something, touch something, take advantage of being a human. For a brief moment, allow yourself to be swept up by nature's art, on display for us everyday. Ignore the "why's" and just take time out to just be part of the mystery called life.
Now, close your eyes and just listen to the sounds around you...........