Wisdom's pronouncements come after the event. Artists are as intrigued by the junk-shop as by the shop-window setting forth the advantages of the latest technological product. Knowing by intuition that art serves few purposes and has, fortunately, very little effect, the obsolete item appeals perhaps more than the up-to-date and efficient one. The 'old crocks' of outmoded beliefs can be readily adapted to the irresponsible purposes of the imagination. It is for this reason that artists remain fascinated by heraldry, by alchemy, by phrenology, long after the practical and progressive world has moved on. Psychoanalysis is a case in point. I distrust it as a therapy, and would distrust it still more as a therapy wielded by an artist. It is only artists with ambitions, artists seeking recognition by the establishment, who claim that art has any moral, social or curative purpose.