His elevator doors never shut, so that art may rest in its penthouse for eternity. He sounds desperate to get through them all. Art, you see, deals with ideas . Art has plenty of ideas, but no dirty hands. With no purpose apart from its being, art goes right to the foundations of thought and nature.
Morality begins with a similar leap, from mundane ends and nasty constraints to human freedom.
No wonder esthetics, in Kant's eyes, leads to a broader critique of judgment . When it comes to gallery-hopping, cultivate your taste. Forget description, and head for the bottom line. Of course, I made up the reference to an elevator, though really only to embellish his metaphor. I had something else in mind, too, by the historical lapse.