“Not in the moment, though in the past. A direction is the same as a reflection into something indiscernible and blurred, though made comprehensive and clear when drawn for the future.”
– Modern Romanticism
There is never something so beautiful as what a person can forgive. Then, each angle is not so much needed to be plain for view. Every crease and angle, among other imperfections, were always there. We comprehend now that we had simply been blinded to them. History takes us into places that could be dark, though are merely the most misunderstood realms. Art is the intrusion upon our illusions, of what holds history encased in a frame. An intrusion, that is, upon what we wanted to stay as peace, though was always a momentary sliver of escapism. A person escapes, not from the future, though from the past. The one who is unwilling to face what is before them is in fear that what will arise from their actions will only repeat their past mistakes.
Eternity is not to the future, though to the past. Art is eternal, in this description. Art conveys what we did not wish to know. That is, truth. All humans resist the truth, since it is a far easier method to see deception as the clarity. From ease to complication, there is a singular difference between deceit and truth. The difference is that the truth will be complex to accept, though will clear the life and mind of its complications. Whereas deceit will be easiest to accept, though will cause within both life and mind innumerable complexities.
Deceit is the spiderweb, indeed meant for the fly to become tangled. What is art, for all this? Art is the place of memory. Again, art is the truth that a person resists, due to the common feeling that history should be ignored. However, when history is embraced, we forgive its troubles that had caused us to live only in the moment, apart from fearing our mistake’s own repetition.
There are our roots. Art acknowledges this. All dark places within history tell us something to be forgiven. Why would the abstraction of an artwork need to place a mote of directness upon what is imperfect, when the art, itself, is already so? Art is imperfect, thus it will be changed when discontent, to the artist, wishes there to be something new. Though, the act of replacement cannot be for the space of what will remain, until it receives such forgiveness. When we forgive, we comprehend another person or thing as fragile as ourselves. Forgiveness allows someone to see rigidness, brokenness, and edges that had existed, though along with a person ignoring truth, they have resisted noticing it.
In the eternity being of art, the past is never more certain than what is ordered within the painting or other work. The artist has ordered their personal history into the piece. Otherwise, the artist has ordered what is believed by themselves to not be understood of the past, then turning it apart from its chaotic place among another’s perceptions. Although, their so-called version of order cannot put directness upon the understanding of imperfection. To imperfection, it is not meant to be direct. We do not notice it, because it is beneath the flesh. That is, it is beneath what a person first notices. If art counteracts a person’s blindness to imperfection by making it direct in the artwork, then the artist has misunderstood that all judgmental humans have seen the flaw, before. To see it, again, would cause them to ignore it, once again. The only option left to the artist is to force understanding into the judgmental person by changing the world to appear directly imperfect. Instead, what should occur to reveal, upon the art, is something far more intrinsic and subtle for the viewer. This is to stage the allowance for the viewer to see truth, as though it was not seen before. As human imperfection is their truth or personal history, forgiveness is the more likely outcome when the art can tell a story. Since subtlety is opposite from being direct, then it will not be a simple reminder. It will be, for the judgmental viewer, something relatable to themselves.
What art or what world can cure the process of a person being deceived by their own limited perceptions, if not through the creations that would allow a person to think for a second time? If at the first time, truth had been to a judgmental human as something to only think on, per those judgements, then the second time will allow them to think again, in not being the simple reminder to what they have always judged. Art is true, when it can clarify the past for unity between one viewer to the next. Each reflection will notice the same thing.
Modern Romanticism 