Preparing for an upbeat end to 2019, WordPress blogger The Little Mermaid again has devised a tea party blog hop, to entertain and regale us. In spite of the fact that I am late to return, after a bit of reflection, I haven’t overlooked all she sorted, multiple times now. I wouldn’t have forgotten.
For December, The Little Mermaid is asking about painting and art. Painting is a huge region, you may put it, of craftsmanship, by and large, and it is untoward not to recognize it. I haven’t gone to art museums, I don’t think, since college, but I did in that phase of my life, to see paintings and other art.
I have a picture for this blog, a mockup of abstract expressionism, as elaborated upon in the book `Bluebeard,’ by Kurt Vonnegut. Bluebeard is a novel that is a suitably handy foray into that style of art.
Without enthusiasm for craftsmanship, you have far less scope accessible to you, to seek after, than if you have some hunger for workmanship. You need, on some level, to be aware it’s important. If I could buy one work of art, to hang, say, where my tinted mirror hangs on the wall, if it fits, I would like Liberty Leading the People.
Millennials, of who I disavow myself by virtue of my age, and whose influence is rapidly dissolving in today’s world, not only have lost the certainty of what art means in the digitalized world but are also facing a post-photographic eclipse, of the virtue of photography.
It doesn’t mean an end is coming to pass. It just implies that the world is evolving. For all that’s past, I imagine fewer and fewer peeps cherish the methods of how things were once done. C’est la vie, you might say, but all’s well that ends well. Everything, I usually bend my will to say, is as it should be.
Thank you, The Little Mermaid, for another lovely tea party. All the best in 2020! Visitors here are welcome to like, follow, or comment. You can find me on Quora
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