How to enjoy mess

Looking at the world from behind minimalist glasses is a lot like looking at the world without glasses at all. Everything is a little blurry and weird. It's the mental equivalent of trying to recall what happened in a movie your parents once rented while you were in second grade. Those movies that were deemed "SoOooOOO borrrring" in a juvenile brain because, instead of radical car chases and dudes punching each other with neato weapons, everyone was just talking about taxes and retirement plans. Typical grown up stuff.

Don't misunderstand me though, I have tremendous appreciation for the skill involved in doing traditional art. Scouring Instagram for random things, I inevitably get inspired by the randoids who put their sketches online. On a daily basis, I see the dopest line art, cleanest tattoos, most eye-engaging colored pieces created by some of the most unfairly skilled mothertrees on the planet.  Each piece I scroll by makes me almost wish I had spent time drawing instead of gaming. Almost.

Where I am now, I find that a minimalist approach to visual art is the most thought provoking and refreshing. Excessively detailed art bogs down the mind with unnecessary information. Minimalism leaves the specifics to your imagination. Is that a sun? A helmet? Maybe a parrot? Yes. It could be any of them. Maybe all of them. I drown myself in details at work, poring over the minutiae of experimental design, confounding variables, etc. Minimalist art keeps the mind engaged because the visual simplicity lets your brain fill in the blanks.

Do you subscribe to this philosophy? Does a brown brush stroke blur tell more of a story than a finely detailed illustration? Is it a bear? It can be.