Sometimes I am curious to look at the curriculum of an architecture course, to try to understand how this absolute, indisputable and blatant regression in the results provided by the evolution of architectural technique was possible. The obsession with low cost does not seem to be enough to justify it, since even in European cities there are none where the modern part is visually superior to the old part. In short, modern architecture is uglier and less creative. What is this, then, that is being taught so that the professional, with better resources, produces something expressly worse?
Although, as Has Been Said, Good Literature…
Although, as has been said, good literature is always more or less autobiographical, it is useless to obsessively search in its details for parallels with the author’s experience. More often than not, experiences only serve as triggers, motifs, illustrations for something that goes beyond them in the work. That is no small feat, and it is more than enough. The rest is the exploration and deepening of the possibilities that literature allows, but that life sometimes does not.
The Most Evident Effect of the Politicization…
The most evident effect of the politicization of culture, the main manifestation of which is art, is the inhibition of creativity. In literature, the result is works that can do anything but surprise the reader. And that is where the problem arises: although a work does not necessarily have to stand out for its surprising nature in order to be good, predictability, when absolute, is simply intolerable. A work whose course is already predetermined by an ideology, whatever it may be, is a dead work, and the artists who voluntarily imprison themselves in this unfortunate cell are dead beforehand.
Some Philosopher Has Noted…
Some philosopher has noted that philosophical work is the repercussion of a single, decisive flash, from which a before and after can easily be delineated. Such a flash is certainly observable; but the curious thing is that, as is customary before thirty, it only points the way, the unavoidable path, but does not ensure where it will lead. By thirty, there is no denying it, philosophy is done more or less as literature is done: recording and discussing impressions. These, although true, although decisive, seem to require time to crystallize. In other words: the admirable, impressive confidence with which some white-headed philosophers express themselves is almost never matched by younger philosophers, which seems to suggest that the great philosopher is discovered early on, but is only realized after a long time of maturation.