I've always enjoyed studying an artist's progression through his/her own mortality and the reflected changes in their work. I think often people use "high talk" about art to hide behind, sort of, to dehumanize it a little in a way, perhaps because looking at what it is really, man's primal scream of despair (but triumph, also) in the face of death, may be too much to bear...
I really enjoyed. I look forward to the rest of this (what a unique idea to blockchain it).
I tried to be as simple as possible when writing this. I always loathed the density and the unique vernacular used by "real" art writing.
Best to make it as accessible as possible - but this writing /was/ for a thesis, so I hope it still has some academic rigour to it!