Aesthetics I see as an outpost of being, that brings forth the notion of beauty, as an active restless substance, in the poietic meticulous work of being alive.
When unleashed our Aesthetic sense is an experimental station, free from the useful and the necessary, established at a distance from the main stream and body of perception.
A fragile and non-evident instance of knowing, a volatile raft into the yet unknown, steering the “undisclosed content” of the moment with a double-edged activity, that of folding-out our selves, and that of folding-in, among the odds of time, a shape of infinity; which in rare times of grace merge as a singular sense.
When the moment is yielding, a singular sense crowns - a singular (as distinct from common) sense is realized - then, a pole of attraction has been created, serving the mindset with a key for reshaping itself in-tune.
And if so, aesthetics, emerging in us as a daring subjective process, crosses over from the discreet and the randomly experimental into the continuous, wide and constructive.