Quote by Chinua Achebe

Art is man's constant effort to create for himself a different order of reality from that which is given to him.

Art is man's constant effort to create for himself a differe

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This quote suggests that art is a continuous endeavor by individuals to shape and construct an alternate reality that deviates from the one in which they exist. It implies that artists strive to go beyond the reality imposed upon them and aspire to establish a distinct and unique perspective through their creative expressions. Art, therefore, acts as a means for individuals to transcend their surroundings and construct an alternative world that resonates with their imaginative vision and personal interpretation of reality.

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