Today, Dan and I went to a student art showing… we were there to support a friend doing photography. There was one of her pictures that one of the big hot shot photographers had pointed out to her… the subject of this picture was me.
That’s right, bitches. I’m art.
It was a portrait with a word of inspiration, and the given word was “old.” I had a couple of older style costumes laying around (imagine that), so we went for one of those olde-tyme pictures with the kinda sullen, not smiley face. My part was easy. I sat there. My friend did some amazing things with lighting and fading/aging stuff. I look OLD, dude.
My friend’s gots skillz, yo!
Today I had a conversation with a friend. I want to post part of it here:
Beauty is what we value. For me, truth is beauty, courage is beauty, kindness is beauty, play is beauty, people are beauty. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so we define what we value. If it has no value, it does not hurt when that loss happens. If it doesn’t hurt, you did not truly find beauty in it.
Dear readers,
What do you value? what do you find beautiful? are they the same for you, or do you have a different definition? Talk to me about beauty.
Now playing: London Festival Orchestra – The Skater’s Waltz
