Saturday, December 28, 2024

On Art...

A recent discussion in a Discord server (which brought up this and this), reminded me of one of my favourite meditations on art.

THE PREFACE /n
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The artist is the creator of beautiful things./n
To reveal art and conceal the artist is art’s aim./n
The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things./n
The highest as the lowest form of criticism is a mode of autobiography./n
Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault./n
Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope./n
They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty./n
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It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors./n
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We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it. The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely./n
All art is quite useless./n
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OSCAR WILDE
(My favourite bits from) The Preface, from the Picture of Dorian Grey

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