Misery
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Misery can be dual. In most cases it will push you down the cliff but in very rare moments it can morph into the light at the end of the tunnel. We, as humans, tend to take hate, anger and the given nature of emotions as as pure devil, as something that should be erased from the face of the earth. Weirdly enough nothing has just one side of the coin.
Misery was the reason why you are reading about 'ugly beauty' at this exact moment. It pushed me right to edge of the cliff. Fall down or find a solution, were the words running through my head.
Glitch
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Find what brings you up, look for art - that was the solution of the century. Obviously, at the given moment designs looked dreadful, artists looked pathetic. It made me burn with rage. Why is there nothing at least decent? Can I make it beautiful?The absolute winner in my hate act was glitch art (as later turned out, the one I misunderstood the most). Nothing made sense. The initial obstacle there was: is it not art or do I fail to understand it. The only way to find out - make one myself. After the tons of research, I established the main characteristics which made the style 'unbearable'.
Thoughts
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An object, an opinion is worth exploring, worth at least understanding, why it exists. Every so often you get to realize that the truth and beauty, lie and ugliness tend to find themselves in unimaginable places.