No work of art exists in a vacuum. No work of art is an unbreachable creation with a purity that defines it as one thing in and of itself. No work of art is its own Platonic form.
We are a cognizant, intelligent, contemplating species, possibly the only such species in the universe. Even if we aren't, we should act as if we are that precious. Our purpose, then, should be to thrive and to be the universe's means of self-contemplation, to be the mind of the universe.