But I can see what you mean seeing a painting on canvas is a lot different
This was an interesting discussion I had with my family when we went to the Uffizi Gallery. I wanted to see the brush strokes, to feel something, but some of my family members were very focused on checking the check boxes of “yup I saw that” so seeing the birth of Venus from across the room peering over a hundred heads and struggling to see any more detail from being the centimeter thick glass than I would from a high quality scan on my computer was hardly memorable, but finding a small piece that spoke to me in a side gallery that only a couple of other people walked into was absolutely mesmerizing. I couldn’t tell you the name of the piece or the artist without looking it up, but I can tell you that was a magical feeling.
Some of my family members saw the entire galleries we went into, I only saw a subset because I took the time to look at what spoke to me, and honestly I liked that far better than sprinting past paintings and sculptures just to “see” everything
Many many many people are only surface level. They take 0 time to appreciate things. Hence why catchy 3 chord formulaic 3 minute pop songs reign supreme and anything with an intro of more than 15 seconds gets shunned.
Pretty sure I just care more because I’m austistic as fuck. Like all lemmings.
This was an interesting discussion I had with my family when we went to the Uffizi Gallery. I wanted to see the brush strokes, to feel something, but some of my family members were very focused on checking the check boxes of “yup I saw that” so seeing the birth of Venus from across the room peering over a hundred heads and struggling to see any more detail from being the centimeter thick glass than I would from a high quality scan on my computer was hardly memorable, but finding a small piece that spoke to me in a side gallery that only a couple of other people walked into was absolutely mesmerizing. I couldn’t tell you the name of the piece or the artist without looking it up, but I can tell you that was a magical feeling.
Some of my family members saw the entire galleries we went into, I only saw a subset because I took the time to look at what spoke to me, and honestly I liked that far better than sprinting past paintings and sculptures just to “see” everything
Many many many people are only surface level. They take 0 time to appreciate things. Hence why catchy 3 chord formulaic 3 minute pop songs reign supreme and anything with an intro of more than 15 seconds gets shunned.
Pretty sure I just care more because I’m austistic as fuck. Like all lemmings.