I enjoyed this and I can value your position. I'm searching my tastes for any vulgarity, baseness that I enjoy, anything repetitive, amelodic. I dare say it's there. do you refer to beauty as aspirational? Is depiction of tragedy still aspirational intent?
A clever answer, but also a good one! does one also know baseness? I guess so. Do they never intersect? Unfortunately we are using words again! but perfection is worth thinking on.
As I have come to understand it, beauty, which is covalent with truth, may be glimpsed in its material expression, when captured by an Artist (with a capital A, not with a small a). Real Artists are rare individuals who have the sight which can see it, the talent to express it and the practiced skill to codify it in a form. Baseness, ugliness, dross, falsehood, etc., are all just attempts that are wide of the mark or, as we see over the last century, intentional fraud.
Thanks for indulging my questions, i'm enjoying the problem here! I'll be back. I love Scruton's 'uses of pessimism', that's a gem. Maybe i'll pick up 'On beauty'. I remember once walking around a crisp and pristine Roskilde, the cleanest and freshest town I ever saw, while listening to Roger and Douglas waxing about things.
I enjoyed this and I can value your position. I'm searching my tastes for any vulgarity, baseness that I enjoy, anything repetitive, amelodic. I dare say it's there. do you refer to beauty as aspirational? Is depiction of tragedy still aspirational intent?
Beauty is what really is.
and was, they're the same?
Difficult to express, but only because language is an imperfect medium to express what is perfection. Once you glimpse it, you will know what it is.
A clever answer, but also a good one! does one also know baseness? I guess so. Do they never intersect? Unfortunately we are using words again! but perfection is worth thinking on.
As I have come to understand it, beauty, which is covalent with truth, may be glimpsed in its material expression, when captured by an Artist (with a capital A, not with a small a). Real Artists are rare individuals who have the sight which can see it, the talent to express it and the practiced skill to codify it in a form. Baseness, ugliness, dross, falsehood, etc., are all just attempts that are wide of the mark or, as we see over the last century, intentional fraud.
Thanks for indulging my questions, i'm enjoying the problem here! I'll be back. I love Scruton's 'uses of pessimism', that's a gem. Maybe i'll pick up 'On beauty'. I remember once walking around a crisp and pristine Roskilde, the cleanest and freshest town I ever saw, while listening to Roger and Douglas waxing about things.