Or perhaps, who we are becomes clearer the moment art enters the room Who are we without the arts? The question feels abstract at first, almost rhetorical. We might answer quickly, saying that we would still be workers, parents, citizens, bodies moving through routines. We would still eat, speak, build, decide. Life would continue in its functional shape. But something essential would thin out. Without the arts, we would still exist, yet our interior would feel unnamed. Exper