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January 20, 2006
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tBlog - Schizophrenic Infatuation
every time I see Manson or Gottfried Helnwein my heart warms up.
A paw of beauty~
This is the modern beauty. Beauty isn't meant to be seen everyday and the commersialization of the typical beauty has made it ugly. We need something new. And we can get it. Just look...
A paw of beauty~
What is beautiful? A forum topic made me think... Of course, there are many things that are universally beautiful and would be accepted as such by everybody: a sunset on a beach, a rose covered in dew, the eyes of the loved one... But there is beauty in everything. Everywhere. No... okay, it's not everywhere, but you can find it in places you'd never think of looking. I consider the example I gave in that forum a good one, so I'll tell you as well. Imagine a dead girl in a bathtub full of her own blood and by her a picture of a boy. On the wall there are dripping crimson letters: "I loved you..." Yet the 'd' is a little smudged. Like she tried to wipe it, but she didn't have the strenght to. What could be more personal, more intimate, more exquisite?
It might be a sickening image to some, but if I could own a photo or painting of that I would hang it in my room, above my bed... I'm sick of that commersial beauty. I've seen so many sunsets and dawns. They are all the same. How many roses can you see before they start making you sick? Everybody who actually feels the pictures, the images needs something new. Go to Helnwein's website. There is lots of new there...
I once saw a cat by the road. It was lying there dead. I was coming home from school. I stoped and stared. It had blood in its teeth. Was it its own? Was it the blood of its final pray-killer? I was amazed by its beauty. I went home (only a few steps away) and switched on the PC. I told a friend, who I knew would appreciate it. He did. He made me go back and take a photo. Not that I hadn't had the idea myself. I curse my diffidence that day. I hadn't grown as much. I was nervous for taking photos of a dead cat. Why? I have absolutely no idea. I just was. I took.. 2 or 3 photos and ran back home. Like a little girl. Now that I review the memory I can practically see a little dress imposed over me. Pathetic. Why I'm so frustrated is that even though I know I'm not a brilliant photographer, these photos turned out really bad. They weren't out of focus or anything like that. But they lost the beauty. They were just photos, not a story. I don't know but I am pretty certain there are many people that could have done a lot better. There is that slight doubt that this story could not be turned into a photograph, but that chance is very slight... I still have the photos in a folder, but I keep them only as a reminder.
I wish more people understood this type of art. As much as I adore it, I'm afraid I'm totally inept at producing it. A complete invalid. Pathetic. But every time I see Manson or Gottfried Helnwein my heart warms up.
This is the modern beauty. Beauty isn't meant to be seen everyday and the commersialization of the typical beauty has made it ugly. We need something new. And we can get it. Just look...




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