It seems to me that beauty cannot exist without a beholder; that is, I do not believe there is a property
in artworks that makes them beautiful without a human to experience it.
Consider the traditional styles of painting; beauty is often something that can
be described mathematically. Is beauty inherent in the mathematical
relationships? No. It is rather that these particular mathematical
relationships are those which happen to generally elicit responses consistent
with experiencing great beauty. Music is much the same, being a series of
mathematic relationships that give pleasure to our ears. This gives rise to yet
another point: different humans will call different things beautiful; they will
not all agree. The problem of taste is one that suggests beauty is a subjective
concept, not an objective one. It is true that we can often generalize about
beauty; many people will agree that the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel is
beautiful, or that a Mozart aria is beautiful, or that the Mona Lisa is
beautiful. But many will also disagree. Consider the importance of cultural
conditioning, by which I mean the conditioning we receive as we grow and live
within a society. Cultural conditioning can mean the difference between knowing
that one is supposed to view the Mona Lisa as a woman, and as a beautiful
woman, and not knowing that. Recognition is an important part of beauty in many
cases.
But we’ve all seen something for
the first time (I imagine) and without recognizing it, recognized beauty in it. Why is that? I might
appeal again to mathematics, or more plausibly, some sharing of a quality with
other objects we do not quickly infer to be similar to the unfamiliar one at
hand. So where does that beauty come from? Beauty is the name we have given as
a linguistic society, sharing the same words and beyond that the same
linguistic history, to a pleasurable feeling that arises in a multitude of
contexts. Consider the fact that beauty is quite often applied to other humans, and not just works of art
in the traditional sense. This makes it a term applied entirely out of
evolutionary mechanisms, the drive towards procreation. This is not, it seems,
what is at work when viewing a wonderful painting or a staggering piece of
architecture, but the two feelings are, presumably, subsumed under one kind. If
so, then could not artistic beauty by linked back to evolutionary mechanisms?
Scientists might be able to tell us a story, one day, about how different
things become encoded as positive on genes (e.g. why a person has a preference
for blond hair over brown, for tall people over short, for warmth over cold,
red over blue, beets over sprouts). The mystery to me is not ‘what is beauty’
but ‘why do we find beauty in the things we deem beautiful?’ Answering this
question would tell us why each beholder finds beauty in the things they
behold. Of course, if beauty were somehow an external, objectively identifiable
quantity, what would it be? Something like phlogiston, or ether? It cannot be
the math alone, because the math doesn’t appeal to everyone; we’re too
different even within our (genetically) narrow species to claim that beauty is
the objective and people who disagree are somehow failing to pick up on a
truth. Beauty has a reason. I’d like to know what it is!
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