Thought provoking
To me, the key to keeping taste is to be true to yourself. While I recognize that that sentiment would be more appropriate on a wine mom’s wall hanging, it is surprisingly hard. When no one cares about you and you make objects for the simple joy of creation, you’re under no pressure to conform your taste to anyone. When your audience grows—when... See more
Evan Armstrong • The Art of Scaling Taste
The below quote by William S. Burroughs is only becoming more relevant with time:
'What does the money machine eat? It eats youth, spontaneity, life, beauty and above all it eats creativity. It eats quality and shits out quantity.'
'What does the money machine eat? It eats youth, spontaneity, life, beauty and above all it eats creativity. It eats quality and shits out quantity.'
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All desire is a desire for being.”
We think we want things, but every desire points to a way of life, a kind of person we long to become. Objects seduce us not with their utility but with their promise of transcendence—status, attention, belonging.
We think we want things, but every desire points to a way of life, a kind of person we long to become. Objects seduce us not with their utility but with their promise of transcendence—status, attention, belonging.
Letter 14: Susan Sontag on the Unbearability of Not Taking Photos (And Not Sharing Them)
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Photographs as a substitution for presence/in real life connection.
“Needing to have reality confirmed and experience enhanced by photographs
is an aesthetic consumerism to which everyone is now addicted.”
— Susan Sontag, On Photography
Photographs, she argued, are rarely innocent: they turn experience into an object that can be owned, a world to be collected.
Something to think about in social contexts, in particular at social events such as social dances - are people coming to experience and connect vs consume and own.
Make your own Bible. Select and collect all the words and sentences that in all your readings have been to you like the blast of a trumpet.
– Ralph Waldo Emerson
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