Thank you for expressing what I have observed for decades but never found a way to say it as eloquently as you have. My hat off to you, I am an ally in the effort to reclaim the beauty that has been scrubbed off everything, from architecture down to the font we choose. I also find this essay analogous to music, or what passes for it. Pop is insipid enough, but it seems to me that there has been a deliberate move by the music label industry to push a sort of 'anti-music,' devoid of meaning and reduced to vulgar grunting and obscene language. I do not believe it happened organically but has been force-fed into young minds.
It is commonly believed that smart people listen to classical and dumb people listen to rap. But I'm guessing the relationship is more than correlative.
There's much I agree with here but I think art does need scenes, particularly today, where there is such decentralised mass that we need some ways to tie artists together into dialogue. And the tradpub world has turned to hyper-genrified slop to put people into their silos. They can no longer be trusted to organise artists.
That's my project. My plan is to gather people to build organizations, i.e., guilds, that will perform this function. Basically, the idea is that we're going to organize the aesthetic subcultures into coherent cultural institutions.
Yes I am thinking on similar lines myself. The issue so far hasn't been getting people together, but defining the aesthetic conversation. But all things in time
Insightful article with a really unique pov. For what you're describing to change would require a societal inversion, somehow, where the gods of efficiency and finance no longer hold sway. Efficiency in terms of how we build spaces, finance in terms of how we value beauty. Then perhaps the art scene would lose its boundaries and exhale out into the rest of the world where we all live.
Great essay, thanks. I reflect that the loss of the transcendent cause, or let's say the awareness of the transcendent cause, lies at the heart of this corruption you so well describe. If art is not in service of any higher Absolute, what else can it be in service of except the miserable Self? And then Beauty itself, as an expression of the God Who Is There, can only ever be seen as an unwelcome intruder. How else can we explain the veneration of sheer ugliness that has so consumed the modern art scene, making it irrelevant to all but the most spiritually depraved?
Well stated!
Thank you.
Thank you for expressing what I have observed for decades but never found a way to say it as eloquently as you have. My hat off to you, I am an ally in the effort to reclaim the beauty that has been scrubbed off everything, from architecture down to the font we choose. I also find this essay analogous to music, or what passes for it. Pop is insipid enough, but it seems to me that there has been a deliberate move by the music label industry to push a sort of 'anti-music,' devoid of meaning and reduced to vulgar grunting and obscene language. I do not believe it happened organically but has been force-fed into young minds.
It is commonly believed that smart people listen to classical and dumb people listen to rap. But I'm guessing the relationship is more than correlative.
There's much I agree with here but I think art does need scenes, particularly today, where there is such decentralised mass that we need some ways to tie artists together into dialogue. And the tradpub world has turned to hyper-genrified slop to put people into their silos. They can no longer be trusted to organise artists.
That's my project. My plan is to gather people to build organizations, i.e., guilds, that will perform this function. Basically, the idea is that we're going to organize the aesthetic subcultures into coherent cultural institutions.
Yes I am thinking on similar lines myself. The issue so far hasn't been getting people together, but defining the aesthetic conversation. But all things in time
Insightful article with a really unique pov. For what you're describing to change would require a societal inversion, somehow, where the gods of efficiency and finance no longer hold sway. Efficiency in terms of how we build spaces, finance in terms of how we value beauty. Then perhaps the art scene would lose its boundaries and exhale out into the rest of the world where we all live.
I’m working on it.
Great essay, thanks. I reflect that the loss of the transcendent cause, or let's say the awareness of the transcendent cause, lies at the heart of this corruption you so well describe. If art is not in service of any higher Absolute, what else can it be in service of except the miserable Self? And then Beauty itself, as an expression of the God Who Is There, can only ever be seen as an unwelcome intruder. How else can we explain the veneration of sheer ugliness that has so consumed the modern art scene, making it irrelevant to all but the most spiritually depraved?