With all the crap going on in my life, with all the crap going on in the world around me, I don't have time for dull, fussy art. I don't have time to spend a week gadding about Charleston to drink in the cultural ambiance. If art wants a piece of my attention, it needs to get up in my face and demand it.
Art has its place. I even believe that art is an essential part of what makes life worth living. But just because it's important, doesn't mean I can sacrifice everything else to make time for it. Art is just going to have to come to me, because I can't spare the time and energy to go find it.