Burt Bacharach has a story about going to a rolling stones concert and watching the fans head for the bar when the Stones started playing their new releases. He tells that at his concerts just before he plays his new stuff. I think art, aspart of it's definition should include a response in the person who appreciates art. The response often fixes a group of memories about a specific time and space: for me "Dire Straits" Sultans of Swing is London '78-'79. Ansel Adams Moonrise was printed in Amateur Photographer about the time I bought my first good camera. The first time I got to be up close and personal with an original Adams portfolio was working in a fun but bad paid job in Philadelphia in '81. New work, substantially different from an established body of work takes time to sink into the soul. But it can and that is one definition of art.