Aesthetic

Life is not always perfect. Like a road, it has many bends, ups, and down, but that’s its beauty.

Desire for beauty will endure and undermine the desire for truth.

The more people explore the world, the more they realise in every country there’s a different aesthetic. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Paper is a uniquely beautiful format, more so than the web, I think: you need to invest in the aesthetics.

We all appreciated a certain aesthetic, and with that appreciation came a certain stylized presence.

Design is about the betterment of our lives poetically, aesthetically, experientially, sensorially, and emotionally.

Nothing’s perfect, the world’s not perfect. But it’s there for us, trying the best it can; that’s what makes it so damn beautiful.

Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical.

Art is the imposing of a pattern on experience, and our aesthetic enjoyment is recognition of the pattern.

Color directly influences the soul. Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the hammers, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another purposively, to cause vibrations in the soul.