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[absolutely-rad-boy-number-one]

What is Aesthetics? A Study of the New Art Movement that Art History is Looking Over

It started on tumblr [citation needed], we've all seen the "a e s t h e t i c" tags and all the blogs dedicated to the many many different types of aesthetics. I have spent the better part of 4 years collecting, studying, and categorizing theses aesthetics. I do have a formal education in art and architecture so I sort of know what I'm talking about. I'd like to share with you what I've found. I've also made a chart (link) of my findings. This chart is very rough and not meant to be taken as fact. It is how I've categorized almost 700 different aesthetics but that is not even close to how many there are. I do plan on expanding it more. If I get some attention, maybe I'll make more posts that dive deeper into defining this new art movement.

In short, today's use of the word "Aesthetic" is a noun that refers to a title/word given to a specific atmosphere, emotion, feeling, or vibe that a collection of images evokes when viewed together. A comparable approximation would be a "mood board".

Anything can belong to a particular Aesthetic; an art piece, a song, an entire show, an outfit, etc. In my opinion however, its very rare that a singular work can express an entire aesthetic. As stated, an aesthetic is a very specific emotion. Thus, in most cases, a singular work (work here referring to any form of expression) is likely to be interpreted in a multitude of different ways. The only exception to this is if a particular aesthetic is based on a very specific motif found in a particular work that is unique to only that work and from there new pieces can be made that also carry that motif or relate to the original work that the aesthetic was built upon. This will be discussed later. Not every genre of art can express an aesthetic, for example, some aesthetics may not translate very well to fashion, imagery, music, etc. That is to say that it may not be possible to express the emotion evoked by the aesthetic through other mediums other than the original medium the aesthetic was created in.

In summary, an aesthetic is a collection of images that evokes a specific emotion. Most often, this emotion is evoked through the combination of particular motifs found in each work that contribute to an overall "vibe" or atmosphere. These motifs can then be used to create new original works that belong to this aesthetic.

There are a multitude of categories of Aesthetics that I have identified and some of them may seemingly contradict this definition. We will discuss these later. There is also much overlap between specific aesthetics, it is extremely common to find that an art piece may belong to multiple different aesthetics.

This is a very brief definition of the movement. But to fully grasp the depths of this new art movement, we will need to discuss a lot of art history and definitions.

[altrbody]

Abstraction:

"Abstraction is flying. Abstracting is ascending to higher and higher levels of conceptual generalization; soaring back and forth, reflectively circling around above the specificity and immediacy of things and events in space and time, from a perspective that embeds them in a conceptual framework of increasing breadth and depth, a framework without horizon, ceil-ing, or basement; a framework composed of increasingly comprehensive concepts that generalize over increasingly comprehensive classes of things, organize them relative to one another, unify them into a coherent tapestry, a dizzying object of contemplation the details of which stun one into panic by their connectedness, significance, and vividness.

Abstraction is also flight. It is freedom from the immediate spatiotemporal constraints of the moment; freedom to plan the future, recall the past, comprehend the present from a reflective perspective that incorporates all three; freedom from the immediate boundaries of concrete subjectivity, freedom to imagine the possible and transport oneself into it; freedom to survey the real as a resource for embodying the possible; freedom to detach the realized object from oneself more and more fully as a self-contained entity, fully determined by its contextual properties and relations, and consider it from afar, as new grist for the mill of the possible. Abstraction is freedom from the socially prescribed and consensually accepted; freedom to violate in imagination the constraints of public practice, to play with conventions, or to indulge them. Abstraction is a solitary journey through the conceptual uni-verse, with no anchors, no cues, no signposts, no maps, no foundations to cling to. Abstraction makes one love material objects all the more."

--Adrian Piper

From Adrian Piper: Reflections 1967-1987, Alternative Museum, New York City April 18-May 30, 1987.

[litchiteany]

Echoes of Silence

In silence dwells a storm unseen,

Where words once flowed, now barren, keen.

The absence speaks, a chilling tale,

Of hearts estranged, a bond grown frail.

A rift unfurls with every silent gaze,

Where once was warmth, now icy haze.

The void it breeds, a yawning chasm,

Eclipsing love with silent spasm.

Each unspoken word, a dagger's thrust,

In silence, bonds corrode to dust.

For what remains when words retreat,

But shattered hopes and hearts to beat?

Communication's key, a guiding light,

Yet silence dims its precious sight.

In muted silence, love finds no reprieve,

As relationships wither and grieve.

So heed this plea, break silence's snare,

Speak love's truth, show that you care.

For in the silence, love's demise,

Destroys the bonds that once did rise.

JI

04-15-24

[adrakshahd]

13 June, 2024

am I doomed to write

with fire around my fingers

and what of my soul?

will it be a puzzle always,

for me to decipher?

every puzzle peice has a different

color, upbringing, dream.

and past, what of it god?

Eleven year old me is running

as fast as she can, still.

her feet is all red,

covered in blood and blisters.

They’re everywhere god,

everywhere, every turn I take,

I find them standing before me

and they say my sadness is not big enough

compared to theirs, should it be big enough

for me to feel it, god?

should my sadness also learn

to shape itself according to them,

so that it can be felt?

past, god

it has its claws around my ribs

I can feel the cracks,

the sound of bones cracking,

muscles melting,

blood boiling yet my skin feels cold.

they tell me to ignore it,

to not feel it,

to be mature and deny it the permission

to affect me, is that possible god?

How will it ever leave me

if I don’t let it pass through me,

like a river,

waves crashing against my living heart?

this fire, god

I am courageous enough to cross it

with my bare feet,

but if I let it, it’ll burn me to the ashes.

[dramarising-replacement]

Most of you have no idea how making a living with art actually works Your experience begins and ends with watching a generic popfur smut artists get 10k a month in passive income via patreon subs and cashapp donations and it shows In the professional art world if you take 40 hours a week to produce 1 digital piece you will be replaced laughably fast. Being expected to yield something after a 40 hour work week is not crunch culture, that’s an average full time job. People I’ve worked with who make an income exclusively through art are capable of producing 6 12x12 water color landscapes a week and that’s on the slower end. Hobby commissions =/= art as a full time job It’s unreasonable to expect fully lined and painted art from a commissioner online to be done quickly. That’s a completely different standard for completion time since most people who do commissions are only doing it on the side and aren’t looking to enter professional spheres The site credits almost 20 artists. A significant few being “contributors” im not sure if they were hired on a one-off contractual basis to do one or two drawings and no more than that, but nearly all of them address themselves as active members of the art team so Im counting them as well. A lot of the apparel is copypasted, rotated and flipped. There is nothing wrong with this but it’s a simple fact and it’s efficient. I’m not sure why users get so angry about acknowledging this but I’m not arguing this point because it’s obvious with the barest amount of looking. Undel sketched and lined a dragon in 5 hours in a stream where she was heavily distracted by chat and kept forgetting how to use her tablet. They dont’ color by hand, they run it through a coloring program. All of this adds up to a system that should be more efficient than it is If this site can’t manage to get a modern done more frequently than 1 every 5+ years then it’s a sign of either gross mismanagement or they need to hire more productive artists “the artists are already bogged down/there’s too much apparel” yet they release a new ancient every couple of months which increases their gene bloat and errors and decided it was a good idea to add 2 genes a month to the festival items. Those are not the choices of a struggling team. Nobody adds a few gallons to the tub when they’re already drowning.

It’s fine to think that the pace that they produce art is acceptable. If your standards and opinions line up with their output then you’re entitled to feel that way. At least try to admit it’s based on your personal preferences and opinions rather than a professional standard you clearly don’t know anything about

[the-golden-comet]

✨Motivational Monday✨

Happy Monday, everyone! I’m back with some more motivation to start your week off right (and write) ✨

I’ve received some amazing DM messages this past week, both supporting my works and asking for writing advice. So, I figured I’d share a little bit of my own philosophy here:

Your writing and art doesn’t have to be perfect. Seriously. Humans aren’t perfect, so why should we hold ourselves to unreachable standards? It is inevitable for us to make a mistake, and that is perfectly okay.

Do you know how many times I reread and edited Peter Hart? A lot. There were still a few errors that made it past the final draft. I kind of chuckle when I read them now, and recall that there were typos that made it through print on some of my favorite childhood books. It happens. But…I don’t remember the typos. I don’t remember the minor errors—I remember the stories.

Think back to your favorite book series—do you recall a typo or printing error? Even so, it’s most likely not a big deal. What matters is you’ve tried, you polished, you’ve presented the best possible art you could. And, most importantly: you ENJOYED it.

Art without passion and emotion from the soul is hollow. This is why AI can never “create” art like we can. People get their feelings of anger, joy, sorrow, love, lament… deeply human emotions, out there. It’s vulnerable, it’s beautiful. It’s human. That’s why writing and the arts are part of the humanities.

Look, I get it: If it’s a job, sometimes you have to push through feelings of lower motivation to reach a quota. But I always harken back to the beginning: Why did you begin in the first place? What inspired you to pick up writing or art as a career? What sparked the creativity in your soul, that you wanted to share your passion and vulnerability with the world? If you lose sight of that, you lose sight of what makes art enjoyable: the fact that it was created by YOU. Do you know how freeing that is? YOU are the masters of your own world.

Wonderful people, your art is beautiful because it is uniquely yours. And nobody can take that joy away from you other than yourself. So why not enjoy what you do? Why not find happiness in your penstroke? Why not lift yourselves up, instead of tearing your beautiful hearts down? Life’s too short, lovelies.

Do what you want. Love who you are. Love what you do. Love what you love. 💖💫

[mr-orion]

Idk who needs to hear it but if you have Aphantasia you can absolutely do character art. Don't let it discourage you. Especially since a good portion of art advice won't fit you and will leave you feeling like its your fault.

I have Aphantasia, its super hard to put characters in poses from my mind. I cannot draw cartoons or exaggeration well, its very hard because I do not see the drawing until it is on the page. I use so many construction lines and blocks of color and always need a reference to base my character poses on. I cannot imagine things artistically before they're on the page and it is super frustrating.

You can still do it with Aphantasia though, it just takes practice. So many of your sketches without references are going to look awful despite you knowing the proper proportions of the human body, it doesn't mean you don't know what you're doing.

It just means you need to give yourself extra help. You're not lesser or bad for not being able to draw on a whim or not having these intricate details. Trust me, I've struggled with thinking that.

The best thing you can do to work with it is collect so many references, use a pose software (like magic poser), and absolutely screenshot and collect art that has a creative element you struggle with. (For me its color, backgrounds, and splash text.) Also, maybe practice abstract art. You have a brain unhindered by a visual expectation, I recommend it. For me I like to do surrealist/abstract pictures of water and space. It takes technical skill but everyday is a good day to start practicing.

Having Aphantasia is a neutral thing. It's not bad or good, it's just there. That bad part is not acknowledging that you work differently so you need to adapt differently.

[eu0n1a]

character building questions (pt2)

Does your character have an ego? Write a short scene in which their ego is at its peak-halfway through, their ego take a battering and see how it manifests itself in their behaviors.

Write a short scene in which your character allows their anger to get the better of them. Does it erupt onto someone else, or is it internalized?

Write a short story about the stupidest thing your character has ever done. Were they honest afterwards? Did they make it into a joke and take ownership of their blunder, or did they retell their story in a way that made them out to be a hero?

Write a short story about your character in which they interact with the symbol of their star sign - i.e. if they are a Sagittarius, they interact with the archer, or are the archer themselves.

Write a short story about your character's spirit animal.

Write a short story about the hardest thing they have ever done.

What are three positive personality traits your character has? List them, then write a short story where all three appear

Write your character's bucketlist. Pick one item from the list and write a short story or scene in which they complete or fail to complete it.

Describe a garment your character has bought but has never had the courage to wear. Write about the event that they want to wear it.

What does an average day look like for your character? Write a scene in which you disrupt this day and take your character on a journey = (i.e. introduce and inciting incident)?

[revilonilmah]

Splish Splash Psyduck

[tuurverheydepoetryandprose-deac]

In some corners of the internet there is a readiness to call anything pretentious whenever it is complex, abstract or deliberately alienating. Some people are also eager to claim that artists are too self-serious, snooty and elitist whenever they create something that is not straightforwardly understood.

They pretend art has always existed to appeal to the greatest number of people and appeal in a way that is simple and explicable. If you look at the history of art that could not be further from the truth. Even art that was performed to an ‘illiterate’ public often maintained layers of meaning and ambiguity throughout long periods of history (just look at the global historical traditions of oral storytelling)

The simplification of art and the expectation that everything should appeal to a wide audience is the result of commodification not democratisation. Art has arguably never been less revered than now and still there are people who think it has further to fall in esteem. Just look at the AI movement’s desire to undermine artists while stealing their work.

I believe that the ‘it’s not that deep’ crowd who is eager to wield the accusation of pretentiousness whenever something doesn’t connect to them is part of an anti-artist, anti-intellectual movement to do away with mainstream non-consumerist (non-recuperable) art.

There has been a concerted effort by corporations and those purely interested in consumerism to erase the notion that art is primarily a human expression that is not necessarily made to pander to a wide audience. Every day we see more efforts in the social media & technological culture wars to devalue art and demonise artists who wish to create artistically fulfilling works rather than crowd-pleasing content.

I think we need to push back harder against this. The anti-complexity consumerist mindset is not only incurious and subservient to corporations, it’s also anti-intellectual, anti-cultural and insidiously reactionary.

[saiwriting]

Thoughts, Thoughts, Blog #1

The concept of hunger and the ways we use it in metaphor is so interesting. Some things that we "hunger" for are always linked to our desires, but we never really desire the physical sensation of hunger willingly. To hunger is to suffer, if we're being completely honest with ourselves. But, just like there is a risk to eat too much and overstuff ourselves full of gluttonous fervor, there's a huge risk to overindulge in trying to satiate the metaphorical sensation.

I too, sometimes struggle with both the physical and metaphorical ways in which hunger presents itself in my life.

On one side of the coin, there is the inevitable period of life where we all reach a personal understanding about the instruments of overindulgence. It formulates what we first understand to be the healthy coping mechanisms strictly forced into place by familial and societal influences. I grew up in a family with a mother who was deeply entrenched in retail therapy. I could always tell when she was having a difficult bout because time would freeze around us and various sugary food items would find its place among the nearly-expired ingredients and the pile of dishes waiting to be attributed to the rest of the family's "messes." She battled with the hunger for a life she once thought she were to have, she hungered for the relief of the present, and she hungered for a better-a healthier- version of herself for the future. I never indulged in these practices on a conscious level. In fact, I portrayed the opposite behavior in detest for my mother's effect on the family during these periods of insatiability. I would starve myself. I would use the emptiness to hopefully dull the noise of what I truly hungered for in my life. I did not allow myself to hunger for more than what was in front of me. Sometimes, it was not much at all. I never allowed the stomach of my desires in life to grow deeper or to even be satiated without the association of contentment and fullness with guilt.

Growing up in a strongly Evangelical Christian household, the cognitive dissonance to understand that desire is sin and sin is death while experiencing very human hungers within me was enough to drive me disorderly. This is the other side of the coin: the side where we realize that nothing we knew to be right was going to work any more. I wanted beauty. I hungered to be desired. I yearned for sex and to be seen as more than a vessel for others. I hungered for myself. But, that sense of guilt still lingered. It still does to this day, somewhat. It is not hunger that will lead you to places where you will damage your gut, your intuition. Listening to your hunger will only lead you into people, places, and things meant to satisfy you, but you have to listen. You have to listen for when it says no. You have to listen for when it says enough. You have to listen to when it says that you are just fine where you are.

I am still learning what it truly means to be hungry. Was it my insatiable appetite living as a soccer player for 13 years? Was it the desires I had for a version of myself that I deeply hunger for but still feel guilty for wanting to consume? I hunger for a life of satisfaction, but still feel like satiating myself will land me in a world of trouble. I hope that one day, in the near future, my eyes will be opened to what the fresh, whole food life has to offer. Then, maybe, finally, I will be satisfied and able to rest peacefully with said satisfaction. l

[amateur-scribbler]

I am an artist, or I guess something of the such, I write and paint and read and devour art with a longing lust.

But lately I am messy, maybe I always have been; I can’t count how many times I’ve been caught with flecks of paint buried under my nails or charcoal smudged on my skin.

Even when messy, I know what I want to do. I want the mess I create to be something beautiful; art asks for us to take tragedy and transform it into something the masses can relate to.

So, I’m smashing perfect tiles to create some new mosaic but, it all is just starting to look eerily similar to the normal messes I make.

The shards of ceramic are askew and won’t sit how they should, so now I’ve got this frown on my face tugging down and taking with it everything that makes art feel good.

But, I see it in the shards and shapes, right there is a trail of every single idiotic mess I have made.

It’s all the drunk kisses that leave my lips bruised, or the weeping tears to be a version of myself whose ribs protrude.

It’s ugly and never looks how it should; it’s throwing daggers with my tongue at those I love to see if they come back, even if they’re staggering from their wounds.

I am an artist. I create all the time but, it’s not always pretty pastels or delicate little words spoken with a small smile. It’s messy and cruel, which are two traits that stick to me like tar.

Because I am an artist, and I have mastered the art of fucking up as well as the stars have mastered dancing in the dark.

the artist - t.k.o

[mutsuz1pic-deactivated20250922]

artık hedeflerim arasında sadece psikolojik sağlığımı korumak var

[legalaksi]

doğru kaş şeklini bulamadın, doğru saç kesimini bulamadın, doğru kişiyi bulamadın neyi buldun lan sen (aynaya karşı)

[kafkaslordu]

[kaoshanee-deactivated20250730]

Neymiş kendi kendime niye konuşuyomuşum muhabbetim sarıyo napim

[kafkaslordu]

[derindeyiz-deactivated20231015]

Ya çok küçükken değilde 20 yaşımda bu zamanı çok merak ediyordum, evet geliştim, değişiyorum her yıl değil her gün, ama şunu diyebilirim ki böyle hayal etmemiştim