“The source of all beauty is a deep feeling of the inexpressible” J. ArreaBeauty, charm, style... What is the source of their inevitably subjugating power? Isn't the beauty in the world a reflection of our inner beauty? Or is it a form of social relations and implicit agreements? Who controls fashion trends and style norms and why? Can there be a miracle regardless of our views and concepts? Call of the Sirens “The purpose of art is to encourage people to do what they need to do and to realize what they know” M. Blonde Beauty enchants. How often have we, like birds frozen in flight, froze in amazement at the suddenly revealed magic. Forgetting themselves and interrupting the train of thoughts, they rushed towards people and things, words and melodies, human affairs and the creations of nature. And how many times the price for a hobby turned out to be exorbitant. And it itself often turned into deception. But without beauty and its mystery, the world would not be needed. Beauty does not save the world, but justifies its existence. Without beauty, life would be torture. All the logic and common sense of the best minds of humanity cannot replace the moment of contemplation of a miracle. Moreover, there are hours of inspiration when we create it with our own hands. Completely independent of how the world and the harsh society of experts evaluate our creation. The feeling of joy of the creator does not fit into formulas. A mirage gives meaning to matter. And if reality is not ready to accept and appreciate it, then so much the worse for reality. A creative person easily leaves solid ground. This is why the clothes of painters and poets are sometimes so daring. And their manners and lifestyle often serve as a reason for gossip and myths about the identity of genius and madness. However, theories about the connection between talent and mental illness do not have a scientific basis. A creative gift causes envy. The desire to gain magical power to reign over minds. Defeat the merciless time with deeds and the flight of dreams. To erect a monument not made by hands, thereby gaining symbolic immortality. He who creates beauty receives a ticket to eternity. And then shares it with his fans. To contemplate the beautiful means to join heaven, trampling on the inevitability of death. The temptation is so strong that it forces one to make almost any sacrifice. Years of life, career, family and moral values ​​are brought to the feet of a hobby. In this case, quite often everything turns out to be completely in vain. Harmony is a capricious lady, and is not given to everyone. Beauty, according to some mysterious criteria known to itself, chooses its guides. Although many are eager to bring it into the world. Even more are those who do not dare. Who stops himself, depriving himself of the chance of success in advance. Because falling from Olympus is too painful. Especially when he has already raised himself to the top in his own fervent imagination. How many great creations of the spirit never saw the light of day because of the timidity of their creators! Images, words and sounds have been knocking on their hearts for years, demanding to be released. But they were never heard. The price of indecision turns out to be much greater than the payment for a creative gift. Those who deny themselves the right to self-realization are doomed to eternally suffer from the meaninglessness of life. From the languor in the chest that grows over the years, the source of which has long been forgotten. It usually manifests itself in outwardly unmotivated irritation, depression and a feeling of fatigue. And sometimes it takes completely medical forms. Aggression towards the weak, idle gossip and condemnation of those who found the strength to decide to act often have the same root. Envy of those who are successful and full of strength gives rise to revolutions and misanthropic theories of a pseudoscientific kind. Because where the entrance to beauty is closed, the flowers of evil bloom. And the helpful mind in abundance provides hastily put together excuses for its own inadequacy and malice. Miracle healing “Life is short, art is eternal” Hippocrates Beauty takes away suffering. She is like sunlight, driving away darkness from despairing souls with her very appearance. Creativity and the contemplation of beauty have been considered therapeutic means since ancient times. In antiquity, the theater was a place of healing for the most part.degree than the temple. They offered prayers to the gods and bribed their favor with sacrifices. Ancient drama transformed life by itself. People and gods, heroes and the masses united on the theater stage. The viewer left everyday life, carried away into the space of the stage. The drama included anyone who came to watch it. Everyone was internally identified with one of the characters, recognizing themselves in them. And together with him, having gone through trials and struggles, challenging the gods and fate, he emerged transformed. Upon his return, he discovered that his real life had changed. In other eras, the role of the healer was alternately played by painting and music, poetry and dance. Trends have changed from century to century. But the essence remained. No matter in what form a person reveals the beauty of his soul to the outside world, it changes him forever. It is not so important whether he created with his own hands or remained a spectator. But in the latter case, quality matters. In the first, the change itself comes from the act of creativity. Our love for art is largely based on this. People facing difficult situations every day need support and relief from pain. Deep meanings remain for a narrow circle of connoisseurs and aesthetes. Many generations have found solace in visiting theaters, concerts and art galleries, regardless of the prevailing tastes of the time, as well as the level of their own education. All this lies at the basis of the phenomenon of mass culture. Simple melodies and superficial plots, chosen by the creative elite as the object of constant ridicule, have no less an analgesic effect than the exquisite fruits of the spirit. It takes a long time to learn to enjoy. Those experiencing suffering need help now. Not years later, when their taste acquires the necessary sophistication. Therefore, it is important to learn to admire beauty from childhood. When everything in life is calm and prosperous. Without waiting for the moment when the variability of circumstances takes us by surprise. Just as it is better to take care of your physical health not when you are sick, but when you are healthy. However, good wishes often remain a crying voice, and therefore there is no point in denouncing people who seek simple entertainment. Modern art therapy relies on the healing effect of art. In an atmosphere of attention, goodwill and rejection of value judgments, a person easily decides to be creative, which he has not allowed himself since childhood. At the same time, the task of the aesthetic significance of the creation is not set. Freeing oneself from the risk of rejection, the soul opens up. The act of creativity takes away worries and hidden fears. Research has shown that the body of a person engaged in creativity functions in a different mode. Hormonal levels and blood composition, brain rhythms and heart rate change. The body and psyche are renewed and seem to become younger. Creativity gives you a chance to preserve your youth. Art not only heals, but gives a new quality of life. Although it evokes affection, in many ways akin to a narcotic one. Lords of the peaks “Creations are beautiful because of their lack of embellishment” Cicero The persistent need to create can push one to become a professional. Amateur and professional creativity differ like fitness and big-time sports. The first brings joy and personal development. The second involves working and being part of a team. And at the same time there are a lot of requirements and obligations. The reward for success is much greater here. But the price of failure also increases with it. For a creative person there are two terrible punishments. Lose recognition and be deprived of the opportunity to create. This does not require the vicissitudes of fate and the arbitrariness of cruel tyrants. Once it appears, fear turns into an obsessive phobia. It is hidden from the audience how intense the pain of the idols basking in the glory is. Their everyday life and holidays pass under the shadow of the sword of Damocles. Although it exists only in the imagination. 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