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Tendrils of Mess in our Brains An Essay by Sarah Perry www.ribbonfarm.com Show image 0 Show image 1 A ruin and a mess. Watts observes that elements of the natural world – clouds, foam on water, the stars, human beings – are not messes, though the nature of their order remains inscrutable, and Watts doesn’t try to pin down its precise nature. Mess seems to be somehow a property perceptible only in the presence of human artifacts. Is this the result of some kind of aesthetic original sin on the part of humans, uncanny beings severed from the holiness of Nature? I hope not. “Humans are bad” is a boring answer. natureorderchaosaesthetics