Tag: art

  • March Reading

    It’s basically half way through April, so it’s time to write about what I read in March! Which was…not much. I’m still not finished with A View of the River. So instead of finishing that, I started two new books!

    First, Upon Silver Wings II by CarolAnn Garratt and Carol Foy. They hold the world record for fastest flight around the world in a small plane (8 days!). Carol Foy came and talked to our 99s chapter and brought copies of her book. They are raising money for ALS research. So far, the book is a pretty easy read; it has a conversational feel and is one of those books that makes gigantic tasks, like flying around the world really fast, seem pretty simple. I’m only halfway through it so far, so I guess, metaphorically, I’m stuck in Thailand.

    Second, I started reading Dominion by Tom Holland. This book came recommended by a friend. It’s a narrative history of the impacts of Christianity on Western Culture. And honestly, it’s great. I was a little skeptical…”Christianity” and “Western Culture” are enormous topics. And, I read some about these topics in high school (see, The Sensate Culture, No Place for Truth, and All God’s Children in Blue Suede Shoes) and it was not fun. But this book is different. It’s strikingly narrative, in that, the story flows so smoothly. Holland does a great job of pulling out a thread from each era of church history and tying it into the great rope of ~society today~. I don’t know exactly how to describe it. But it’s really good. It’s probably not “100% historically accurate” or “100% theologically accurate”, but it really gets the job done. I’m not a theologian or a historian, I study narrative and infrastructure, and this book so far is great.

    And finally, I’ve started taking a lot of walks while listening to Dune. I bought the book on Audible several months ago and couldn’t really get into it. But I really enjoyed the movies and the soundtrack is full of bangerz. Now that I know the storyline, the book is much more interesting. Some books are like that and I’m not embarrassed about it.

    Travelling later on in the month and will probably read Radium Girls in the airport. I’ve heard mixed reviews on it…but it looks like an airport read.

    Hurray for….March!

  • Unfinished Projects

    I have a problem with finishing crafty projects. I tend to get to about 65% of the way done and then put it down for months. I have the same problem at work, too, although there I’m getting a paycheck which gives me the motivation to wrapitup. I’m not sure why I have this tendency; maybe it’s because the fun is really in getting started and figuring out how this is going to go, and then when project execution becomes a grind, I get bored. Or maybe I just get distracted, or maybe I’m just impatient, I’m not really sure. It doesn’t really matter; I get done what I need to at work and these thoughts aren’t about work.

    Currently, I am working on an 1860s 18″ doll dress, an afghan, a puzzle, and a series of dishrags. All of these crafts are those little sort of crafty things; you don’t need them, you can buy them already finished, what-are-you-going-to-do-with-them-when-they-are-done? Why am I spending my life using up this crappy acrylic yarn that has already sat in my basement for a year? It’s just going to degrade and release more microplastics into the universe, I should just trash the whole roll. But then that’s a waste of past me’s $7.00, which I could have invested in a HYSA at 3% interest! Can I sell these dishrags on Etsy? How many hours am I spending doing on these crafts? How much is my time worth?

    The next obvious thought is to realize that the joy is in the doing, not in the done. I’m not trying to make a profit, I’m trying to build a skill and do something relaxing. I’m trying to add a little useful-ness back into TV time. I’m trying to slow down and spend time doing something other than cram more facts into my brain. However, even this sort of thinking has been content-ized. There are so many Tik Toks glamourizing the “slow life.” I can’t even relax and do these crafty crafts without feeling like I need a more productive “slow life.” My knitting is garbage. The Civil War doll outfit market is saturated. What is even the point of cardboard puzzles.

    I think mostly, I’m just happy to have the time to start and try a craft. There have been so many times in life where I haven’t had this time. I’ve been too busy. I’ve been too stressed. I’ve been under too much pressure. And right now, I have the time to look around and think – “You know what sounds like a good idea? Knitting crappy acrylic yarn into a dishrag.” I am celebrating having the space to start. And if they all end up unfinished – that’s okay. They will sit and wait until I have the space to finish them.

  • The End of Aesthetics

    I think the brief Internet Trend Age of curated aesthetics is ending. It’s pretty disappointing; after all, what is more satisfying than a Pinterest board full of assemblies of objects that give “Ravenclaw” or “Dark Academia”? Not much. I dig a Dark Academia aesthetic day.

    Before I moved to the city on the prairie, I thought a lot about aesthetics. I was living in a time of transition. Based on what future job my partner chose, I could have moved to the Southern Great Plains, the Upper Midwest, or stayed in a college town in Indiana. I sat in my favorite coffee shop and wrote a bunch of garbage which I’ve copied and pasted below.

    Now I’ve seen a couple Tik Toks which rightfully attach aesthetic to Capitalism, saying that we promote and keep this aesthetic thing going by buying shit to live our aesthetic. This idea is especially prevalent with the “eclectic grandpa” and “bookshelf wealth” aesthetics, two aesthetics which boil down to doing a variety of things you’re actually interested in and displaying books you’ve actually read. These Tik Tokers criticizing aesthetics as a tool of capitalism (and other stuff, please, just watch the Tik Toks on your own, this is a blog, not going to find a bunch and summarize them) are right, but damn if it doesn’t make me feel kind of sad.

    Tik Tok 1 | Tik Tok 2

    This article says that it’s “ok to mourn the death of social media,” and I kind of feel the same way about this aesthetic curation situation. I’m glad that people are criticizing the “image-ness” of aesthetics. But there’s a sixteen-year-old inside me that still gets excited when I see a Ravenclaw aesthetic board and I feel a little sad that it feels stale. I feel a little sadder to know that the image feels stale because aesthetics have been over-produced; that is, I’ve consumed so much digital content that I’ve been forgetting to do stuff. So all in all, it’s better that people are criticizing these online aesthetics, and the more we move on and do our own stuff, the deeper and better our personalities and relationships will be.

    Idk though, a couple years ago I visited an AirBnB near Point Pelee, Ontario. It was a small add-on to a small house on the shores of the Lake. The decorations, random books and items, were from all around the world. The house was right across the street from a restaurant that had nice sandwiches and beer and it was located a short distance away from a place that served ice cream. I remember thinking that I wanted to have a house that looked and felt like that. And now I actually do, and – I feel – very happy and content.

    the words from 2019:

    I’ve thought about this idea for at least a year now. These are not original thoughts. Many people have thought them before. Thus, it seemed, not great, to waste time corralling this idea into a narrative, because, it is really just a series of questions.

    Experiencing an aesthetic is less exciting than the experience of imagining an aesthetic. Experience is subtle. Experience is uncontrolled. The sounds which create an aesthetic are irregular and we do not choose when they occur. Rain is subject to the rhythms of the wind – the shifting solar pressures of a planet which we do not hold in our hand.

    A friend said simply: “Life is not glamourous. My life as a consultant is not glamorous. Life is not an academic TikTok. It is not a stock office photo.” Marketing packages aesthetic, presents an image, tells others. Marketing simplifies complexity to an authentic aesthetic. Marketable authenticity is an aesthetic which forgets that authenticity is beyond complex. It is messy.

                The grad school English student aesthetic?

                The grad school engineering student aesthetic?

                The flying aesthetic?

                The water engineer aesthetic?

                The dank middle Midwest winter aesthetic?

                The southern Great Plains aesthetic?

                The aesthetic of the Northland?

                I want to feel the aesthetic of the Northland.

                The Ivy League theology professor or the Toni Morrison is a goddess aesthetic?

    How can we differentiate pursuing excellence from pursuing an aesthetic?

    How many aesthetics are acceptable to be combined and packaged into a singular person’s brand?

    How can you authentically brand yourself to get a job without constantly falling into the trap of saying, what aesthetic do I fit into?

    Are aesthetics a new religion?

    Are aesthetics an extension of the postmodern sensate culture of the self?

    When one arrives at phrases about cultures of the self and self-centeredness, it is time to look outward.

    What kind of person should I be, as a Christian, that part of myself which is beyond myself?

    Even then, the summarized sentence, “instead of pursuing an aesthetic, our pursuit should be to come to know God,” has been aestheticized. When I say that phrase, I imagine old men studying books printed with tall 1990s Times New Roman font and the pastor’s wife in the church cinder-block basement, sucking all the fun out of life. In turning from that aesthetic, I imagine awful visits to new churches, the question “how can we serve you,” coffee, Bible journaling.

    I guess what I’m trying to say using the aesthetic of a blog post is that my question used to be how does one get out of all the aesthetics and then I realized today when you are out of pursuing an aesthetic and instead you are totally in a moment there is no aesthetic, there is only what is, and you don’t feel what you feel when you look at an acclomeration of aesthetics, instead, you just feel what you are, and how, who, has described that before.