thumbnail photo from NASA's 'Earth as Art'
anything can be beautiful
with time and space and change and exploration and want and struggle and reach and passion
a need to create and absorb, moving back and forth with a sense of obligation
the subjectivity of it all is both terrible and amazing
an unexpected reaction, texture, sound; any experience that can be confident and comfortable in its differences and choices
both pure and mixed, whole in color or shape or broken by random interaction
a vibration that is both visual and ethereal in itself, keeping our perception from being perfect or omniscient
tiny bits of paradox or imperfections amidst a(n) (im)possibly perfect space
decisions based in experience greater than mine again with passion and need; a decisive moment in all contexts
appreciating the potential for good and positive change
Beauty is like an endless feast for the senses, a constantly colliding combination of various elements that can awe us with every new morsel of food for the brain. There may be lulls in the service and we may go through stages in our lives where we find beauty in nothing, veiled in sorrow or depression that keeps us from seeing things objectively and without hindrance. I believe that beauty is most powerful when it transcends one sense into the other, when a song is so powerful that you feel you must get up and move, or the colors in a painting are so vivid that you wish to touch them and may vocally react. These types of visceral interactions are important in keeping us grounded and comfortable in our lives; I believe that they can pull us out of those depressions in experience. The idea of new instances and experiences with beauty is very important to me, because with every addition to our mind our concepts of beauty and reason are altered in minute increments. At the time, an experience or interaction may not feel significant, but in reflection we often choose to pinpoint these types of events as catalysts for change.
Sometimes paintings can be so moving or mysterious or beautiful that you feel the need to interact with that ‘being’ and understand how it became how it is now. The process and evolution of both the piece and the artist in tandem are rarely projected or understood by the audience, who regard it purely by their own set of aesthetic values and the techniques they’ve used or heard about. I’m often not a fan of talking about such powerful pieces of art because I know that the artists are far more intelligent or talented or greater people than myself, so why should I demean their intent in my surface level understanding. When I am able to know more about the process and how the art came out of the artist, I feel more comfortable and whole in that experience. Marcel Proust has summed up my feeling for this grandiose of an experience in this: ‘With one image he would make that beauty explode into me.’ It is and should never be only about two beings interacting when viewing a piece of art, it should transcend the mental and physical barriers to truly create something meaningful. The beauty should explode through these barriers, not slowly seep over and never reach its potential of total obliteration of distance and dissociation.
I cannot stop thinking about progress and process. Change and how it evolves. The decisions and exploration and discovery and variety in routine. A desire to try it all for the love of the fleeting moment. I cannot see why one would not always crave something new in lieu of menial tasks for a sense of "social progress." Why does this concept exist and since when does it mean that we should annihilate the resources provided to us and not give a penny back to this exceptional planet that has been kind enough to provide the entirety of knowledge and existence as we know thus far. I detest the business of progress for social and personal gain. It is a global plan without the grounding of a moral and natural core.
This idea of what has come before and what we will leave behind. A balance of practicality and beauty can make anything worth leaving behind. Logic and aesthetics can and should blend in all features; why should beauty not be a consideration? Nothing will last, especially not us. When have vibrant color and excellent craft ever made someone unhappy and even worse? Why should we not wrangle these visual factors into something long-lasting and powerful beyond our own words? There are and will forever be greater forces and meanings than just the ones us humans project or abide by, and I think we should do our best to understand such things in order to move out of the human mind or experience and better connect to (the beauty of) nature.
(not sure how to tie this one in better)
Ignorance is our most illogical want. The ability to know and to retain knowledge is a key factor in being a unique species. Why is it a bad thing to (want to) know everything? The greatest and most respected lives in all of history are those that rose above and beyond even the upper echelons of other geniuses. Aristotle, da Vinci, Einstein all incessantly sought more and newer means of understanding the world, and in turn completely changing it. These are extreme examples of the need for and subsequent value of new perspectives and knowledge, but that should not disqualify them from serving as role models for our changing behavior, which as a society is getting further and further from every day.
The line that describes the beautiful is elliptical. it has simplicity and constant change. it cannot be described by a compass, and it changes direction at every one of its points. - Rudolf Arnheim
Reason, or the ratio of all we have already known, is not the same that it shall be when we know more. - William Blake
What is it for you then, the insistent now that baffles and surrounds you in its loose-knit embrace that always seems to be falling away and yet remains behind, stubbornly drawing you, the unwilling spectator who had thought to stop only just for a moment, into the sphere of its solemn and suddenly utterly vast activities, on a new scale as it were, that you have neither the time nor the wish to unravel? - John Ashbery, from The Recital
With one image he would make that beauty explode into me - Marcel Proust
I like my philosophy smothered in beauty and not the opposite - Wallace Stevens
New flowers open forgetting death - Allen Ginsberg
Art celebrates with peculiar intensity the moments in which the past reinforces the present and in which the future is a quickening of what now is. - Dewey
I love forms beyond my own and regret the borders between us. - Loren Eiseley
We do not see things as they are, we see things as we are. - ?
The real is not only what can be reproduced, but that which is already reproduced, the hyper-real. - Baudrillard
A process cannot be understood by stopping it. Understanding must move with the flow of the process, must join it and flow with it. - Frank Herbert
Identity is gradual, cumulative; because there is no need for it to manifest itself, it shows itself intermittently, the way a star hints at the pulse of its being by means of its flickering light. But at what moment in this oscillation is our true self manifested? In the darkness or the twinkle? - Sergio Chejfec
The best photographs entice commentary then demean it, stimulating reaction and then cutting it off, producing noise only to extinguish it. The image actively silences the viewer. - Mark Wrigley