Jane’s Pears: Juliette Aristides writes in the Introduction to her 2008 book, Classical Painting Atelier: A Contemporary Guide to Traditional Studio Practice (Watson-Guptill Publications): “In previous eras, artistic production was colored by the subtext that human beings, as children of God, have divine origins and that our existence is not transitory but eternal. This belief provided not only hope for the future, but a deep assurance of the significance and value of a human life. Artists reflected this vision of reality in their artwork, which enabled them to glimpse beauty in the face of tragedy and to portray monumental views of human life. That is why Sandro Botticelli could paint his ethereal goddesses, revealing a reality only hinted at in the world as the black plague ravaged Europe.”
Photo Credit: ©Juliette Aristides, Oil on canvas, Private collection.
Source: Future Symphony Institute
Beauty might be superfluous, and like friendship and art beauty is not necessary for our survival, but it is one of the things that give value to survival. In “The Hope of Beauty,“ Aristides writes what many artists feel is true:
While people share much with other living creatures, the desire for beauty, the capacity for self-reflection, and the longing for eternity are distinctively human qualities. On some subconscious level we need beauty, despite its perceived lack of function. If we were to give a horse a diamond ring, it would assess it only on the basis of its utility, essentially asking the question, “Can I eat it?” In contrast, the human being has the elevated option to ask not only “Is it useful” but “Is it beautiful?” The enormity of human suffering in the world does not render this question, or the desire to ask it, trivial. Rather, it affirms an appreciation of aesthetics as fundamental to our nature.
Artists help us see the surprising beauty that breaks into our daily lives by celebrating that which might otherwise pass by unnoticed. Artists are in a unique position to leave an intimate record of human life, as they give us the opportunity to see not only through their eyes but also through their thoughts and emotions. One could say that the greater the art, the more clearly we experience this communion of souls. Artists remind us that despite the pain and ugliness in the world, something deeper exists – a beauty that peeks through the drudgery of life, whispering that there is more just beneath the surface. We see a landscape filled with longing and loss or a figure filled with love and empathy. These images enable us to long and love with the creators.
Nature shows us one kind of beauty, such as the way the light falls through the tree canopy, speckling the forest floor where I now sit and write. Occasionally, an unusually insightful individual is able to capture this kind of beauty in art. This is why Mozart’s Requiem Mass still moves people to tears in packed orchestra halls or why people are willing to wait in line for hours to see an exhibition of works by Vermeer. Despite all appearances and talk to the contrary, we crave art that captures truth and remains powerfully and beautifully relevant long past the time of its creation. This sort of art is not just pretty or made up of the hollow aesthetic beauty that changes with the eye of the beholder. It is not sentimental, for sentiment is fleeting. The sort of art that lives eternally is that which captures astonishing, spine-chilling, breathtaking beauty that heightens our senses and floods us with transforming thought and emotion. In this work, we hear a whisper from another world saying, “It’s all real.” The ache to last means you were meant to last; the longing for beauty calls to you because beauty marks a reality that actually exists.For some, this reality is as real and necessary as others that dominate the realm of ideas, such as those marked as utilitarian or practical. Beauty and hope are allies in humanity’s struggles for purpose and meaning. The beauty that touches our soul comes from a place of longing that is universal. It is true that in the drudgery that is often part of our lives, we glimpse some beauty that speaks to us, if only briefly. When you hear a beautiful piece of music from Mozart, or read an inspiring story on the relationship between parrots and humans—both broken— or see a beautiful flower in the midst of a decaying city, you know that something remarkable has taken place. Beauty can lead us to tears.
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