We know that humans began making art about 50,000 years ago. Bones and tusks were made into carvings, with no practical purpose. Something happened in the development of the human brain that compelled us to do this.
But what? What compelled us to carve what we saw into a mammoth tusk? Were we now conscious, needing to find our place in the world? Did we feel a sense of separation and loss from the natural world surrounding us? Is all art the result of leaving the Garden of Eden?