We all have our go to genres in terms of the art we appreciate. Some people prefer heady and cerebral crime thrillers, while others prefer action packed joyrides. And somewhere in between there are people like me who prefer emotionally gripping and schmaltzy interpersonal dramas. Couple that with the plethora of avenues to experience these kinds of stories—be it books, movies, or TV shows—and you’ve got yourself a vast world of creative works at your disposal, ready to be explored and enjoyed.
Whichever mediums and genres you prefer, you can always count on a piece of art to enrich your day. Whether you like to be immersed and give your mind something to chew on for a couple hours, or you simply want to turn your brain off and just enjoy simplistic artwork, it is important to note the role art plays in our lives and how deep it actually is regardless of the depth of the work itself.
It is in art that we find retreat, renewal, and rejuvenation, but if we stick to one genre and medium for too long, art can become more of a passive pastime activity instead of an active accelerator of time. And it is in that passage of time that determines whether we feel like we wasted it or truly enjoyed it as if it meant something in our brief time on Earth. That’s why, today, we will discuss the importance of cleansing your artistic palate so that we can get the most out of the art we consume in our lifetime.
Retreating Into Art

Life can sometimes feel like a dark and endless tunnel with only a glimmer of light barely shining at the end of it. We all know that we’re all going to die one day, but we live on the best we can in spite of this grueling knowledge, and it can get quite easy to fall into despair and wonder what this life is all for. Sometimes it’s worth pondering so we can make some decisions and move our lives in a proper direction while other times it can be paralyzing to even think of it so a lot of us spend our time trying to escape it.
Art can be one of the best escapes we can have to get our minds off this harsh reality of existence. Through art, we get a window into a different reality that fascinates us whether it’s an out of this world fantasy or one that closely resembles our contemporary world but with a sense of heightened drama. This escape can result in relaxation when the art we view can fill us with hope, or at the very least distract us from the humdrum of day to day life.
But what about the dark and cynical artwork out there? Perhaps this art isn’t what you retreat into, rather it’s a safe way to confront existence with its problems exaggerated and dramatized so it can open our eyes to the dangers and darkness of the world. And perhaps its in this staring back at the abyss that we gain the courage to press on despite of how uncomfortable it may be to watch something like Black Mirror or to read a Stephen King horror novel.
Retreating into art for either hope for life, or confrontation with it, can help enrich our lives by providing us positive possibilities and inoculation from its proclivity to give us tragedy and heartbreak.
Renewal From Art

You can experience a hopeful story to fill yourself with hope where you may be lacking or to strengthen the hope you already have. You can also experience a dark story to feel empathized with for your troubles or to simply contrast the joy you feel in your life. Any way you slice it, consuming any piece of art should leave you feeling renewed for life. You either have hope for life, or at least feel less alone knowing that the darkness within you isn’t yours alone. That it’s shared by others who have created something that conveys it.
But if a specific medium or genre of art no longer gives you that sense of renewal, it might be a sign that you need a palate cleanser. Personally for me, for the past decade or so, I’ve been really into heartfelt and schmaltzy dramas after quite a stint with dark and psychological thrillers. It’s indicative of where I was mentally and emotionally throughout my twenties. First, I needed the dark and twisted stuff to wrestle with my own dark and twisted thoughts, but I grew tired of contending with darkness all the time. But then at some point, I decided I wanted to develop more hope and love in my life and personal relationships, so I turned to watching and reading more heartfelt stories to have them model for me what sincerity with others could look like.
This past decade has been quite the thrill ride in terms of my personal growth, and it’s hard to say which came first; the chicken or the egg? Did I turn a new leaf and that’s what made me gravitate toward the schmaltzy stuff so I can relate to something more? Or did the schmaltzy stuff influence me in wanting to improve my emotional health and mindset? Perhaps they worked in tandem with each other, feeding into each other in this positive feedback loop that has resulted in me feeling a huge sense of renewal.
Revival By Art

Getting into a new genre can be quite rejuvenating as the past decade has been for me with the heartfelt emotional dramas. They have inspired me to be more vulnerable and sentimental toward the people I love and it has resulted in a much more fulfilling life than I could ever imagine. It has taught me that life imitating art doesn’t always have to be in the worst ways possible, and that despite being exaggerated and over dramatic, sometimes we do need vulnerable and uncomfortable conversations with our loved ones akin to how they might have it out on an episode of This is Us. For those not in the know, it was a prime time family drama infamous for making people cry and feel things in every episode, I highly suggest you check it out.
It’s actually in my rewatching of all six seasons of This is Us that made me think about this whole notion of Artistic Palate Cleansing. After a decade of deeply emotional stories for me to consume and have them influence me the way that they did, watching This is Us with all of its emotional intensity made me realize something; over the years I’ve had less and less need for art to punch me in the soul emotionally and force me to cry out a lot of my unexpressed grief with life and myself.
As I’ve grown from my twenties and am currently passing my mid-thirties now, I am grateful to be able to say how much of a better place I am in my life now thanks to loads and loads of therapy and support last year. Because of this, the schmaltzy stuff was no longer drawing anything out of me, and I noticed this as I was nearing the end of rewatching This is Us. The poignant moments in that show were still enjoyable to watch, but while a lot of them still hit pretty hard I found myself coming to the decision that I gotta change it up.
And so, as of late, I’ve kind of strayed away from consuming art that revolves around interpersonal drama and got into martial arts films and pro-wrestling. What a huge change up, right? Well that’s the point. I feel like I don’t need to feel anything too strongly from art and that I can just relax and enjoy it, simplistic as these artforms may be. Martial arts films and wrestling have their own level of depth that people don’t notice, but they are still fundamentally simple in nature.
This massive shift in genre preferences has rejuvenated my soul the same way it did a decade ago, or maybe even more so since this deep dive into the more touchy feely emotional and think pieces have increased my appreciation for all forms of art. From the dark and gritty, to the hopeful and emotional, and finally back to what my inner child loves in regards to stylized violence, these fluxuations in tastes have made my experiencing of art all the more meaningful whenever I’ve switched it up.
Roads to Art

There are countless of roads towards experiencing art that suits your tastes and even more so that can expand your tastes. Whatever you decide you’ll know in your heart what is right for you. Get out of your comfort zone and read a book or watch a show you would normally avoid. If not to get into it yourself, to at least see why other people may like it. Even if you fail to grasp what makes something entertaining, try to set aside your ego and not sneer at it and dismiss it as a waste of time. Instead, pride yourself for having opened your mind enough to try something new even if it’s not to your liking.
In the final analysis, the way we choose to experience art is how we choose to confront our own mortality. When an artist creates something, it is their way of immortalizing themselves by leaving something behind before they pass from our physical plane to the next. In experiencing their creations, we too can immortalize ourselves by being born into and dying out of preferences so that the process of acceptance and letting go can become a bit easier with time.
It’s something I’ve experienced time and time again with not only shifts in preferences, but in watching and reading my favourite stories come to an end, either in satisfying ways or dissatisfying ways. Hell, I’d even argue anything with an abrupt ending has helped me come to terms with the end of life because if a show gets cancelled before it gets a chance to wrap itself up, it’s kind of like the lives of some unfortunate souls that pass too soon. They were all in the middle of their lives still with much left to do and say, and like our favourite TV characters that belong to a show that gets cancelled before it gets a chance at having a proper finale, we are stuck with wondering what could have been or simply accepting that although the ride is over, at least the memories remain.














