One of the dangers for a reporter is asking questions for which there is (or was prior to asking) an answer.
"What is the meaning of the drawing with you hanging over the cliff with a big smile on your face?", asked Hyunjung Park at the end of the interview. As is frequently the case when addressing life's mysteries I referred her to the Buddha:
A man of Chan was walking along the ledge of a high mountain path when he was suddenly confronted by a tiger. To escape, he grabbed hold of a sapling and lowered himself over the edge of the precipice. While he clung there - the snarling mouth of the tiger a few feet above him and the base of the cliff a quarter-mile below him - he felt the sapling's roots slowly begin to tear away. He could find no foothold or anything else to grab. As he dangled there, wondering what he should do next, he noticed a strawberry growing out of a cleft. He picked it and ate it and remarked that especially considering the time of year, it was particularly sweet.
And soem days the answer is more reminiscent of the wisdom floating around War Resister's League in the 1960's and 70's and the Syracuse Peace Council in the 1980's:
"If you're skating on thin ice, you might as well dance!"
Who knows what a piece of art really means?