This subject really speaks to me. Makes me wonder about that old cliche' of 'beauty being in the eye of the beholder'.....as we all perceive things differently so I wonder....is there a universal truth to 'Beauty'? One can get a strong emotional response from a work of art as it goes from the eyes, to the heart with the brain responding on its own. When the beauty of alignment is evident, there is harmony, balance yet it can still be disturbing ........for ex. long ago upon hiking, I found a dead rabbit already beginning to decompose and took a photo of it in black & white for my photography class. I was so saddened to see this carcass yet was so intrigued by the sad beauty of the composition. Still, it made me cry but I somehow subconsciously wanted it to 'live' in my photo. I am so attracted to the patina of things, rust, tarnish, cracks, wrinkles that came long after something once new was discarded. When I view something of beauty whether it's art, an animal, something in nature, I yearn to possess it somehow.....I have been moved to tears by aligned beauty as there are no words, just emotion. Excellent article again.
Related to your comment I remembered watching one artist looking through drawers of collages and picked up one that she really responded to. She loved it and it was related to work she herself was working on. To me I had never considered it to be a very interesting work. After thinking of this womans responce I started coming up with some new ways of thinking. I realized that it was not my job to 'curate' other people's tastes or sense of aesthetic. What I find of interest or of beauty is specific to my own journey and that my own sensibility is also always shifting, growing, changing and refining. This can happen even day to day and hour to hour. The more I contemplated it I decided that we all live in a state of what you could call a continuous migration of aesthetic interests. I see a new article in this... watch for that.
This is why I love the quote by Anais Nin at the end of my emails: "We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are". Thankfully as humans we don't have the same reaction to what moves us deeply. What is one's schlock kitch sentimental drek is beauty galore in all its saccharine over indulged color and subject. I've had people who have questioned my sanity as to what I find beautiful. Do I judge them for theirs? Only to my quiet in-my-head self but I like to think I just let them have it if it gives them comfort or sense of brilliance. There's those who love the paintings of Bob Ross or Thomas Kincade yet I get nauseous when I look at the paintings of either of those dead painters.
This subject really speaks to me. Makes me wonder about that old cliche' of 'beauty being in the eye of the beholder'.....as we all perceive things differently so I wonder....is there a universal truth to 'Beauty'? One can get a strong emotional response from a work of art as it goes from the eyes, to the heart with the brain responding on its own. When the beauty of alignment is evident, there is harmony, balance yet it can still be disturbing ........for ex. long ago upon hiking, I found a dead rabbit already beginning to decompose and took a photo of it in black & white for my photography class. I was so saddened to see this carcass yet was so intrigued by the sad beauty of the composition. Still, it made me cry but I somehow subconsciously wanted it to 'live' in my photo. I am so attracted to the patina of things, rust, tarnish, cracks, wrinkles that came long after something once new was discarded. When I view something of beauty whether it's art, an animal, something in nature, I yearn to possess it somehow.....I have been moved to tears by aligned beauty as there are no words, just emotion. Excellent article again.
Related to your comment I remembered watching one artist looking through drawers of collages and picked up one that she really responded to. She loved it and it was related to work she herself was working on. To me I had never considered it to be a very interesting work. After thinking of this womans responce I started coming up with some new ways of thinking. I realized that it was not my job to 'curate' other people's tastes or sense of aesthetic. What I find of interest or of beauty is specific to my own journey and that my own sensibility is also always shifting, growing, changing and refining. This can happen even day to day and hour to hour. The more I contemplated it I decided that we all live in a state of what you could call a continuous migration of aesthetic interests. I see a new article in this... watch for that.
This is why I love the quote by Anais Nin at the end of my emails: "We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are". Thankfully as humans we don't have the same reaction to what moves us deeply. What is one's schlock kitch sentimental drek is beauty galore in all its saccharine over indulged color and subject. I've had people who have questioned my sanity as to what I find beautiful. Do I judge them for theirs? Only to my quiet in-my-head self but I like to think I just let them have it if it gives them comfort or sense of brilliance. There's those who love the paintings of Bob Ross or Thomas Kincade yet I get nauseous when I look at the paintings of either of those dead painters.