tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-119994678985722094.post591821239908907721..comments2024-01-21T07:04:09.072-08:00Comments on Aesthetics Today: Hegel's Aesthetics and Aesthetic AtheismTom Leddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934376970865685864noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-119994678985722094.post-91309202221280582432013-11-08T16:24:44.468-08:002013-11-08T16:24:44.468-08:00when I was about three years of age, supposedly, I...when I was about three years of age, supposedly, I was on the way to Hegels' birth house. But the police caught me next to the Wagenburg tunnel. I kept insisting for the rest of the day "I am bereft of my voice" until my mother located me there at the police station. The essence of what you are talking about, perhaps, might be the "language" in which we "playful" entities might perhaps converse, impossible to date that, in the distant future. In such a frame of mind we wouldn't need to pretend having to have causes, to earn a living. This ties in a lot with “aesthetics anytime everywhere”, because if we cleared up the subject too radically, we would have no cause for knowing about or guessing in approach, we would just fill it out with being so. I had my first everyday aesthetic experience of the caliber you refer to there above Stuttgart on the hills while beginning to dig through the sediment to the core of aesthetics 1968 or so, not yet so differentiated as you and other contemporaries go about it, for I was a bit misled by myself relating it to processing visual art, to "making", mostly. We'll make it, all, I am confident. It is destiny, if we do not fail, on the bigger plan of a widest game; quite poetic if I am permitted to claim such.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com