This notion of the Great Good Place as defined by Peter Schjeldahl. The source of this text Frieze Magazine, issue 137, March 2011:
No dreams come true there. That’s in the nature of Great Good Places, I believe. They are not projections of our wishes. They are registrations, perhaps quite humble, of what we lack. They aren’t exciting. They are, however, greatly good.
Every religion propagates a corporate Great Good Place, open to all by means of special avowals and rituals. If you’re irreligious, you don’t escape wanting that. Only, your want tends to be lonesome and blind.
So maybe you end up in the art world. There is no shortage of lonesome wanderers around here. We are not exactly lost sheep, because we probably ran away from our original flocks on purpose, but you can hear the bleating in every bar and Starbucks in town, not to mention online, night and day. You might even become an art critic who hankers to hopscotch from an ‘I’ and a ‘you’ to a ‘we’ on the occasion of some perhaps communicable epiphany. The sound of ‘we’ can be that of someone’s Great Good Place bubbling to the surface. There it may display a pleasing iridescence before, very quickly, it pops and is gone.