Actually I think Art lies in both directions - the broad strokes, big picture but on the other hand the minute examination of the apparently mundane. Seeing the whole world in a grain of sand, that kind of thing.
“People come to music to seek oblivion: is that not also a form of deception?”
“Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.”