>The artistic temperament is a disease that afflicts amateurs. It is a disease which arises from men not having sufficient power of expression to utter and get rid of the element of art in their being. It is healthful to every sane man to utter the art within him; it is essential to every sane man to get rid of the art within him at all costs. Artists of a large and wholesome vitality get rid of their art easily, as they breathe easily, or perspire easily. But in artists of less force, the thing becomes a pressure, and produces a definite pain, which is called the artistic temperament. Thus, very great artists are able to be ordinary men—men like Shakespeare or Browning. There are many real tragedies of the artistic temperament, tragedies of vanity or violence or fear. But the great tragedy of the artistic temperament is that it cannot produce any art.
That quote validates my "shut the frick up and just make art" position very well
I knew people that would never shut the frick up about their great ideas and how amazing it is to be to be an artist and how important it is to them and yet here I am idly shitting it out without comment and I get more attention for it than they ever did
Art though beautiful is only appreciated by a small percent of the population.
Arguments though rigorous are also only proof read by a small percent of the population.
Any appeal to any senses or awareness is only receptive by a given fraction of the population and generally only marketers, musicians, and missionaries are aware of these population funnels and how to effectively zero in on good broadcasts and campaigns such that they are the real shepherds of civilization standing at the cradle of commonly inherited ideas.
it’s blatant that you haven’t read him saying this, because if anything he embraced hedonism fully. he hated the judgmental snooty nature of secularists, which is perfectly embodied in you making a sweeping incorrect judgement on a man you haven’t read anything about
Ying and yang. Without one, the other wouldnt exist. Without bad, there is no good. Without struggle, there is no triumph. Each gives meaning to the other. So yes, Sisyphus is happy.
sexo con sisyphaska
great thread, the OP is a funny fellow, and I will have a great day
beetle soup, a delicacy
thats the point. Getting fit makes you happy.
That's a very round poo
Well done, beetle
sisyphus never laid eggs in a giant ball
of shit
Quotes you feel personally attacked by?
>The artistic temperament is a disease that afflicts amateurs. It is a disease which arises from men not having sufficient power of expression to utter and get rid of the element of art in their being. It is healthful to every sane man to utter the art within him; it is essential to every sane man to get rid of the art within him at all costs. Artists of a large and wholesome vitality get rid of their art easily, as they breathe easily, or perspire easily. But in artists of less force, the thing becomes a pressure, and produces a definite pain, which is called the artistic temperament. Thus, very great artists are able to be ordinary men—men like Shakespeare or Browning. There are many real tragedies of the artistic temperament, tragedies of vanity or violence or fear. But the great tragedy of the artistic temperament is that it cannot produce any art.
That quote validates my "shut the frick up and just make art" position very well
I knew people that would never shut the frick up about their great ideas and how amazing it is to be to be an artist and how important it is to them and yet here I am idly shitting it out without comment and I get more attention for it than they ever did
Art though beautiful is only appreciated by a small percent of the population.
Arguments though rigorous are also only proof read by a small percent of the population.
Any appeal to any senses or awareness is only receptive by a given fraction of the population and generally only marketers, musicians, and missionaries are aware of these population funnels and how to effectively zero in on good broadcasts and campaigns such that they are the real shepherds of civilization standing at the cradle of commonly inherited ideas.
Chesterton was literally 100% correct on every topic he spoke about. Simple as.
The only thing that could escape his gravitational field was truth
Not an argument, even his fedoragay friends like shaw and wells loved him
>whine about sin
>while being a fat tub of shit
it’s blatant that you haven’t read him saying this, because if anything he embraced hedonism fully. he hated the judgmental snooty nature of secularists, which is perfectly embodied in you making a sweeping incorrect judgement on a man you haven’t read anything about
The guy never shut up about how booze and dancing and sex was good for you.
art is just hedonism, especially in the democracy of the atheists, since they turned it into a commerce and a money laundry
I'm sure he knows a lot about artists of a large and wholesome vitality, the fat frick
And owning nozhing
Yep
god I want to split that shitball just to see the bug seethe
Why?
Repetitive tasks
Also muh paradoxes, literal punishment from the gods
homie should just lay down and not frick wit tha rock lmao
Ying and yang. Without one, the other wouldnt exist. Without bad, there is no good. Without struggle, there is no triumph. Each gives meaning to the other. So yes, Sisyphus is happy.