When do we really appreciate art? When by watching, reading, etc., we encounter the artist (perhaps in the case of art we should always use the term "encountering" for any kind of media, because this term really gives the clue for the appreciation of art); and from that encounter, we get important clues for giving new meaning to our life. If the artist makes us inspired, then we know that he was a true artist. If by watching a dancer, say- a kathak dancer, I feel my mood dancing, I know she is a good dancer. If that dancing mood affects me, I start looking differently at the world. While I see her dancing, I realise I’m affected. I know that there’s a change going on in me. And I know that she has provoked that change. And so I know that her communication is an artistic process. I don’t know the grammar of the dance; I don’t know what the steps of kathak are and I don’t know what variety of "taal" is being followed. But I know that my mood has changed.

When the dancer teaches her students, she teaches the structure of kathak: the steps, the taals, the grammar. But if she wants to teach how to involve the mood of the viewers, she will have to tell her students something else. If she wants her students to inspire the dancing mood in the spectator, she cannot just teach the kathak grammar. She will have to tell her students how to use dance in order to open the hearts. Dance will then point to that unspoken meaning which gives new meaning to the life of the people who watch the performance.