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So I'm reading for an art history class, and Baudrillard is talking about the trends in colour usage from generation to generation (mostly in interior design, but there's definite spillover into fashion, architecture, etc.), and how every new colour movement is a direct rebellion against the previous one, like how the bright colours of the 60s/70s were a direct response to the austerity and seriousness of the WWII/postwar era, and how a shift back to organized, moralistic neutrals were a direct rejection of 60s/70s gaudiness, etc., and that all makes sense, people find their parent's style tacky, sure

But he goes on to observe how we've now been stuck in a lull of pasty tones and naturalistic finishes for some time, and I'm thinking yes, he's so right, but that's weird, because its been hanging around for so long, like what is it rebelling against anymore? What is it answering to? Well all I had to do was be patient because lo and behold, Baudrillard provides the following sentence, which caused me to completely wig out:

"...except of course, for the spheres of advertising and commerce, where colour's power to corrupt enjoys full rein"

And I'm like ooohhhhHHHHHH, so this colourless minimalist wasteland of a design principle:

Is maybe hanging on so stubbornly because this corporate hellscape:

is assaulting all of our eyes, inside and outside of our homes, every waking second, and is tainting the very concept of colour into something we can't relax around in our living spaces.

EDIT: The reading was The System of Objects by Jean Baudrillard, 1996 Ed., Part A, Section II, Subheading "Atmospheric Values: Colour" (p. 30-36 in my copy). Even if this was a passionate spur-of-the-moment post, omitting this was pretty silly; my bad.

EDIT 2: I was trying to be chill and leave this one alone, cuz I know most people in the notes are talking to themselves and their followers and not actually me, but 11,000 notes in it's starting to get to me - yes, I am aware that decreased homeownerhship/increased renting/landlord specials/hyperfocus on resale values, are all very direct causes of this too. I totally agree. For me, those were the obvious answers; I think we all get why the owning class is serving this to us. My epiphany moment was about understanding the flip side, the psychology of the consumers who keep accepting it, and even seem to enjoy it. That's what I couldn't understand before, but now I suddenly do. (And for those of you saying such people don't exist, no one actually wants to live without colour - check the notes, bb, they're everywhere. Not everyone has the same brain as you. We all deal with the horrors of capitalism differently.)

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Sleepaway Camp (1983) dir. Robert Hiltzik

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she's a 10 but she loves to read dark academia books and wants to cover up a murder with her non-existent found family

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Are you in love with them? Or are you in love with the idea of them?

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so, oliver is pan, james is gay, alexander is gay, meredith is bi, wren is lesbian, filippa is aro/ace, and richard is dead.

good to know.

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p.s. wear a tie.

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when james farrow said “Oliver, I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I want to hurt the whole world.” and henry winter said “It enabled me to do what I've always wanted most. To live without thinking.”

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dark academia is art, literature, murder, books, a foreign language, cigarettes, drugs, and a hell lotta gay

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Oliver to James:

Meredith:

Colbourne to Oliver:

James at the docks:

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drugs too

I romanticize smoking among all other things thanks to The secret history and If we were villains.

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The Secret History × If We Were Villains

Where it's just Detective Colborne finding Richard and asking him about the two murders and Henry Winter's suicide.

Colborne: So you also did all this for the person you loved?

Richard: Nah, I did it for the 💫 Aesthetics💫

Colborne, to himself: this one is even worse than Oliver Marks.

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no bc the bi panic oliver must’ve been feeling when he saw both his crushes hate making out with each other

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homoeroticism is an entry level requirement for dark academia.

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I throughly belive that everyone who is truly into dark academia cannot make peace with this life being the only one we'll live, and is even more terrified of afterlife (in the Christian perception), for they know they'd go straight to hell. Either way, I just can't be okay with not living something anywhere near the books that I've read. Where's the romance, the excitement, the held breaths, the secrets, discoveries, true literature and people who understand you? I can't help but feel that I'm in a different headspace than everyone surrounding me, and that I can't quite connect with them, because they don't really understand the need I have for living a life that means something to me, and the need I have for truly letting myself feel things, absorve thigs, learn things and love things. This life just isn't enough for me. I always feel like I'm waiting for something, aching for something, that I don't yet have.

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I always found that scene hilarious where James comes in middle of the night to Oliver's house to stay for vacation and they decide to share a bed (not sus at all) and in the morning Oliver's sisters are making fun of him when they found the boys sleeping together by asking, "Who's your boyfriend Oliver?" and Oliver is pissed off and embarssed by that but James does not give a fuck about being called Oliver's boyfriend and just says "I'm James. Lovely to meet you both" as if actually addressing himself as Oliver's boyfriend.

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I completely blame literature for my romanticisation of murder.