AltarL is proud to announce our winter line debut at Cross Stitch Fashion and Art Show. Blending together different mediums of art and a collective of human aesthetics in motion, we’re going to have a wonderful time! Hope you stop in to see some of the amazing talented artists and designers, and just have a good time with us! Follow the picture to website:
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“The Aesthetic Movement argued that art was not supposed to be utilitarian or useful in any practical sense. Instead, aesthetic experience is a fully autonomous and independent aspect of a human life. Thus, art should exist solely for its own sake” This was back post impressionism, pre-realism in thought.
Now after early 2000 revisit of traditional, simplistic art forms such as aesthetic for a
– Karen Zukowski, “The Artistic Hearth: The Fireplace in the American Aesthetic Movement,” March 2008 issue of The Magazine AntiquesBeauty for beauty sake, in vain, has moved to collective consciousness creating and responding. Calls of the internal designs to express practical, functional art that transcend just looking pretty are being answered creatively. We find connections, actions, and depth in spirit, expression and other art forms like literature. Gone are the days of limiting, pretty art and welcomed are the bonding of humans, in love, through holistic needs calling for a response and answered through creativity and art for art! We are ALL art.
It really happens. Everyone is exuding glee an emitting sheer wintery bliss, I sit alone with a frost bit nose and not sure why. It doesn’t make much sense, because this is my favorite time of year. Not for the holidays, the chilly weather opens up the options in my closet and the accessories are limitless. But this Christmas I felt as blue as my royal, velvet skirt. The meaning of my actions whirled in my head, though I tried not to take myself too seriously. Then my mom gave me a book: “God’s Wisdom for Mothers”. It wasn’t the joy suffocating be or the twinkling lights in airports blinding my eyes. It was and is the simple notion of not belonging. Whether because of loss of kin or Christ, Christmas seems to be a reminder for many of what we don’t have. Some people over spend, others help those in need, and even those who have lost a family member feel the pressure of something missing. Though my situation doesn’t compare to familial death, I feel an immortal death from my family. Will I be with them in the afterlife? I can only follow truth to the best of my ability. But in the full bliss of Christmas, the tree doesn’t reflect it’s true meaning but symbolizes to me everything Christmas isn’t. Melancholy, yes. At least I got to wear a cute velvet skirt!
Sitting on an iron bench
Father winter wispers
My silk blouse gives the sun
Licking the wind on icy skin
Mother calls me home
My bones clatter down below