Pretentious Yet Pointless | |
| Artist: | Aris, Sol |
| Medium: | Acrylics on virtual canvas |
| Title: | Randomly generated image 2056361984 |
| Date: | Fri Sep 11 01:47:13 UTC 2026 |
| Description: |
The impersonal forms and industrial colours in this sketch,
despite appearing disarmingly simple at first glance,
create in the mind
duty, responsibility, discipline and work...
The shapes
of
Sol Aris's earlier works are
still present,
but
completely altered.
Such forms, serene and majestic, create strong gestalt sensations.
The viewer is drawn by the
essential identity
of the piece into
the world of slender sinuous curves.
The
decorated
background
enriches
not completely abstract.
This striking piece is
quintessential to
one of the central preoccupations of Sol Aris's art,
the understanding of the
impersonal forms and industrial colours
where the scale and openness to the piece
is
not completely abstract.
The sketch shares not only Sol Aris's
death-identification
but also his cosmic perspective and obsession with power.
Unexpectedly,
we see the
leading centralism
for
the inner ego
undulate towards the centre of the carving,
suggesting
inconstancy.
The
figured
ground
indicates
in some sense
active
rather than simply one of passive comprehension.
Contrasts of the senses of sight and touch
emphasise
the
broad scope
of the prototype.
The arena of contrasting spring and autumn in this picture,
despite appearing disarmingly simple at first glance,
create in the mind
single-axis asymmetric soft,
closed signs with inner and outer crossings...
In constructive colour theory,
the visual phenomena of the
manifest
world are, in themselves, unimportant:
the significant
thing is feeling, as such.
The spectator is drawn by the
outstanding aesthetic sensibility
of the piece into
the world of measure when calculating long periods of time.
The world of sugar and wine in this doodle, despite appearing disarmingly simple at first glance, create in the mind single-axis asymmetric soft, closed signs with inner and outer crossings... Contrasts of salt and pepper march across the foreground of this image. |
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