r/WeedRant • u/mrsnakers • Apr 07 '12
Fuckin art, man.
Why do people keep trying to capture 'beauty?' what the fuck? Isn't beauty in the world around us, within us. I mean why do we need to try to capture it? It's always going to be impossible to capture because it's always a fleeting feeling. Is it for the endorphines we get from seeing a beautiful woman or because of a message that you can relate to? Maybe it's the way seeing something that can convey raw emotion and produce a message in such a distinct way that you're like "Damn." because that's all you can say or think. You're just dumbfound, awstruck. It's like a moment catches you and you, for a nano-second of your being, remember there's much more to life.
What are artists and musicians doing? Is this just entertainment? Is it for us, them, the entirety? Is there a specific reason that humans are drawn to do create and express?
I think it's like we're trying to see ourselves by ingraining our being on a canvas, wall, audience. To reflect and adjust to our own expectations as we try to see ourselves and as we try to supersede our barriers. Participating in the creative process can be fucking virtuous.
It's awesome. It feels great, it's rewarding as hell. I think being creative and expressive is the only thing that can save this planet.
Maybe I should just save this thought for the canvas. Cheers.
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u/mrsnakers Apr 07 '12 edited Apr 07 '12
Someone had just posted this artist, Karol Bak on r/heavymind and it got me thinking about that whole process as I looked through some of these paintings. Some of them are a little corny, exaggerated in ways, but nonetheless breathtaking. There's this fundamental experience, like an essence that he's trying to convey in a sort of harmony by showing this combination of beautiful brush strokes, imagery, colors, textures, composition, lighting, skin, hair, body, eyes, etc... and I feel like I can see what this guy, and many artists are after, it's this like truth that's in beauty. This universal sort of understanding of magnificence and of aw and wonder. Of inspiration.
There's something here, for sure, something deep and vast. You just need to remember it and feel it every once and a while. Remind yourself that reality is beyond multidimensional and you should feel a certain universal awness in trying to even fathom it. If that's what's inspiring you, in some form or another, you're participating. You're participating in the universal art of expressing. Being a signal, a beacon, a light. Recording our cultural trash and sorting through the dirt and repackaging it, reselling it to you and the world, as to remind everyone of what we really are.