eople sometimes ask me what are the rules of aesthetics. I snort and say there are none. Or rather just one. Just as Heraclitus said the only constant is change, so the only certainty in aesthetics is that tastes change. What is valued in one generation is reviled in the next. Until it is rediscovered, when it becomes valuable again. This applies to great art and writing. Many of painting’s Old Masters were unknown until the 19th
