I’ve been moderately obsessed by the concept of Wabi-Sabi after seeing a documentary about it the other night. It’s far too complicated for me to understand or explain. In fact it seems to complicated for almost everyong to understand.
Richard R. Powell summarizes by saying “It (wabi-sabi) nurtures all that is authentic by acknowledging three simple realities: nothing lasts, nothing is finished, and nothing is perfect.
And:
The aesthetic is sometimes described as one of beauty that is “imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete” (according to Leonard Koren in his book Wabi-Sabi: for Artists, Designers, Poets and Philosophers).
Which sounds a bit like the slightly fucked-up decoration in parts of our house.
It’s just about to be painted over. But I’ve started to like it’s shoddyness and now I think it might be an example of wabi-sabi I’m starting to feel guilty.
Glad to find a fellow Wabi Sabi obsessor. I recently decided that my commuter train journey into central London which was cramped, silent and dull was actually Wabi Sabi, on the basis that it was a) imperfect, b) impermanent and c) had a strange kind of organic beauty about it (the fact we’re all there being perfectly civil)… I’m sure I’m misdiagnosing Wabi-Sabi-ness. Perhaps it is making me accept bad things..
Can you help crackunit?
i <3 wabi-sabi. and also poke-yoke. oh and supernormal.
those home scars look horribly familiar.
It must be flavor of the moment I have been reading up on this for a short while now, have you seen this post?
http://russelldavies.typepad.com/planning/2008/09/patina.html
you’re wabi-sabi iain – It’s what I love about you.
And you don’t eat fish.
those home scars look horribly familiar.
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