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All art consist of two and only two fundamental components, and those two components are subject matter and style.

Subject matter is The What.

Style is The How.

Style is the way in which an artist presents her or his subject.

The following, for example, is Matthew James Taylor’s depiction of the human foot:

And here is another sketch of a human foot but by a different artist:


Both drawings are done in charcoal, and in both drawings the subject matter is the same: a human foot. Both sketches are instantly recognizable as a human foot, but notice that these two drawings are nevertheless distinctly different. What accounts for such differences?

The answer is the artist’s style.

How the artist depicts her or his subject matter makes for the most profound differences in the artwork.

It’s been said that what an artist chooses to present indicates that artist’s view of nature, and how the artist presents it indicates that artist’s preferred mode of thinking.

Subject matter = existence.

Style = consciousness.

Or to put the point in a slightly more philosophical style: choice of subject discloses the artist’s metaphysics. Style discloses the artist’s epistemology.

Poetry is, in many ways, the art-form of literary style.

Style in any medium is the most complicated component of art, in part because there is so much room for variation — and in part because it’s so psychological, human consciousness being perhaps the most complex thing in the known universe.

Style is for this reason also the most psychologically revealing.

In literature, a style can be prolix and jarring:

I study and read. I bet I’ve read everything you read. Don’t think I haven’t. I consume libraries. I wear out spines and ROM-drives. I do things like get in a taxi and say, “The library, and step on it.” My instincts concerning syntax and mechanics are better than your own, I can tell, with all due respect. But it transcends the mechanics. I’m not a machine. I feel and believe. I have opinions. Some of them are interesting. I could, if you’d let me, talk and talk.

– David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

Or limpid and precise:

I recall one particular sunset. It lent an ember to my bicycle bell. Overhead, above the black music of telegraph wires, a number of long dark-violet clouds lined with flamingo pink hung motionless in a fan-shaped arrangement. It was dying, however, and everything else was darkening too. But just above the horizon, in a lucid turquoise space, beneath a black stratus, the eye found a vista that only a fool could mistake for the spare parts of this or any other sunset.

Vladimir Nabokov, Speak, Memory

Or rhythmic and evocative:

“I hate that dreadful hollow behind the little wood.”

– Alfred Tennyson, Maud

Or sophisticated and strange, as Walter Pater’s unforgettable description of the Mona Lisa:

“She is older than the rocks among which she sits: like the vampire, she has been dead many times, and learned the secrets of the grave.”

Or many, many other things as well, including many, many combinations and cross-combinations of those things.

The basic fact of style is this: style is how the subject-matter is presented. Like plot — and, for that matter, like thought — style is developed through practice and through reading and through learning and even imitating the styles you admire.

The clearer your thinking, the clearer your style.


I’m the author of ten books and counting. I’ve been both traditionally published and also self-published. I write fiction and non-fiction. My latest book is a novel called Neck Between Two Heads: a story of civilization and superstition and it tells the story of a modern-day Apache man named Jon Silverthorne who uncovers something extraordinary deep within the network of caves that lace the earth beneath the Baboquivari Wilderness, some fifty miles south of Tucson.




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