aesthetics [Theme]

A person who looks aesthetically pleasing has an advantage in influencing others

- I, too, Olga, feel her scent. And you know, just from the very day when the sewer system in our house went bad.

Spring for a woman is a time of graceful flirting, dinners with light snacks. The poems she composes in her secret notebook. And simple but sophisticated images. Brilliant sexuality in the look, airy aesthetics of the lines of the dress - a sensual coquette descends right into your palm. Take care of it and keep it in the most comfortable and warm place of your soul.

The new art is purely artistic art.

Aesthetics Aesthetics.

Always thought he was a dispassionate aesthetic. Even friends. Well, maybe they were right. But he always wanted to write about people. Not his fault, that often in his hand instead of a soft brush was a surgeon's scalpel.

All you have to do there is an ethical problem, Hannibal. Now they are only aesthetic.

According to Kantian aesthetics, the experience of the beautiful is pleasure without possession. The main strategy that reduces the physical over-consumption, is a strategy of aestheticization, when people begin to get maximum pleasure without possession. Therefore, the aesthetic quality is the most important trend of the modern society.

If we look at the world around us, we see that there is a very deep process aimed at the development of aesthetic experiences associated with complex forms of experience. For example, one of the fastest growing modern cultural industry is the industry related to museums - huge machines that allow you to develop the aesthetic experience of consumption. Museum withdraws the subject from the sphere of possession, puts it under glass, and people who come to the Museum, in fact, cultivate aesthetic experience of the subject.

In a slightly purple light, pale, disheveled, my demon was sitting on a rock in the oversized gaudy sweater and warmed her hands on a clay oven, which is unbearable as well smelled bread and saarivuoma nuts.

It is hard to imagine a more stupid slogan than "Natural nebezuprechno". Just the opposite! Sickness, old age, death, torn to pieces by predators and rotting corpses, excrement - all of this is absolutely natural. It is significant that practically any selection of physiological fluid or disgusting, or shameful, or both. On the other hand, artificial ugliness does not happen. Broken machine doesn't suck, unlike the mutilated corpse. The only exception is the artificial models of natural things.

It is very difficult, Madame, to give a precise definition of the word "decadence". We tend to semitones, to the transition States, to the aesthetic charm. We are more observers - including for themselves - and to a lesser extent, participants. The mood is light, changeable, exotic means more to us than feelings.

Why you need art? To play a brief but stunning effect of Camellia drive in the fabric of time wedge of emotion that goes beyond the five animal senses. How does the art? It owes its existence to the ability of the human mind to create sensual images. What makes art? It invests in the form and makes visible our emotions, thus imposing on them the seal of eternity; such seal shall bear all the works are able to bring in private form the General content of the sphere of the senses.
The seal of eternity... what kind Of invisible life that tell us all these viands, goblets, carpets and glasses? Beyond the picture - the bustle and boredom of everyday life, a continuous, exhausting and meaningless flickering of a variety of aspirations, inside her - the fullness of the moment which snatched from time, devoured by human greed. Oh, the greed! We are not able to stop desiring, and it both praises and kills us. Desire! It takes us and torments us every day throwing the battlefield, where the day before we were defeated, but which is now again filled with sun and again beckons us conquests; it encourages, though tomorrow we will die, to pile up the Empire, doomed to crumble to dust, as if the knowledge that they will soon crash should not temper your thirst to build them right now; it feeds our insatiable passion to possess what is available to us; at the dawn of our life, it brings us to the green plains, littered with corpses, and provides a stock of ideas and plans, which will last until death: barely fulfilled one, as another one appears. But infinitely much to be so tiring... And we want fun, and you don't need to strive, we dream about the bliss that arises naturally as a result of the aspirations and achievements, and as a manifestation of our very nature. Art is such a bliss. I'm not covered this table. And to see this snack, I do not need it. Someone else somewhere, in another life, up to this feast, someone enticed hardened transparent glass and delight your taste brackish gloss oyster with lemon juice. Among the hundreds of ideas flowing in someone's head and instantly spawned a thousand others, had to stand out the intention to cook and eat this oyster meal, it's a still life.
We look at a picture and get without making any effort, engaging on the fly captured the beauty of things, experience joy without lust, to behold what has arisen against our will, admired what we did not have much. And since this still life is a beauty that nourishes our desire, but born of the desire of another person, gives us pleasure which was not in our intentions, given to us though and did not require effort of will, he embodies the quintessence of art, the involvement of eternity. In a silent, motionless scene, where nothing of the living, embodied time, free from intentions, perfection is not constrained by any deadlines and are not corroded by greed, pleasure without desire, a life without beginning or end, beauty without effort.
Because art is emotion outside of the desire.

What is the nature of the delight that we experience before certain works? They amaze us at first sight, and how would then we're straining to find reasons of this phenomenon, no matter how he tried, patiently and persistently, to comprehend the essence of beauty, born of the skill, no matter how much apart the delicate brush work, which managed to convey the play of shadows and light, to recreate the perfection of form and texture: a transparent core of glass, the rough grit of shells, fresh, velvety lemon - all this does not reveal or explain the mystery of the original astonishment.
This miracle happens again and again: great pictures are our eyes forms corresponding to our inborn sense of authenticity that is independent of time. There is something infinitely moving about the obvious fact that some forms, even different artists and give them a different look, go through the entire history of painting and that there was a universal genius, manifesting the many facets of creativity each individual of the brilliant master. In consonance creations Klas, Raphael, Rubens and hopper? Despite the difference of subjects, equipment and material, despite its brevity and the ephemeral nature of human life inevitably belong only to one era and one culture only, even, finally, on the only possible for the artist's view of the world - because he sees everything so how is his eyesight, and suffers from the narrow confines of one's own individuality, the genius of great artists penetrates the mystery of beauty, and extracts the light eternal, the same, although in different guises, the divine form that we look for in any work of art. In consonance creations Klas, Raphael, Rubens and hopper? We find in them - even if not looking for - the very form that awakens in us the feeling of authenticity, because everyone guesses her to be the perfect substance, the absolute, unchanging, blooming spontaneously, free from all context. So is this still life with lemon: its charm is also not reducible to a virtuosity of execution, it also causes a feeling of authenticity, a sense that so needs to be located objects, so that each appeared in all its fullness and in cooperation with others to view opened their harmony, and the forces of attraction and repulsion acting between them and forming a powerful nexus of their field, the magnetism, the underlying, not expressible by words wave, which keeps the tension and balance of the whole composition - that is, in the arrangement of glasses meals and eatables to read the same universality expressed in the special, the one eternal true form.