This afternoon I walked through the historic town center to see the 17th century houses, the medieval cathedral, the castle and the canals. Instead of feeling good and happy I felt a great sense of loss. Those buildings were truly sublime and they were a joy for the eye. The cathedral was awesome and those small, shaded 17th century streets were close to perfect. Sure, modernity has brought us some great stuff; the last two centuries have been an age of great scientific progress, but haven't we lost something as well? It seems we have lost a sense of Beauty, both in arts and in architecture, that we haven't been able to recover. In architecture everything must be rational and utilitarian and in the arts everything must be novel or shocking, but nobody ever seems to think of beauty.
On the way back I saw one of those hideous, 'artistic' buildings from the '70s, which was a combination between one of those commiebuildings and modern art; I shuddered. Where did it all go wrong?