What makes
beautiful, beautiful? Is there a true
essence to beauty? Or, is beauty just subjective, a matter of
taste? Or, is it nothing but
meme?
We all experience that
indescribable sensation during some perfect
sunsets. We momentarily find ourselves in a sensory and emotional
nirvana, oblivious to pain, worry, and the external world: A feeling of
emptiness, more beautiful than existence. And then, when we snap out of our sunset hypnosis, we use the word "beautiful" to describe our new dress, or our car... Clearly a
beautiful dress and a
beautiful sunset can not both simply be "beautiful". Do you still like your
beautiful dresses from the 80's?
OK. Maybe it was unfair to compare
timelessness with
trendy beauty. It is argued that
taste and
beauty trends emerge due to "distinction and imitation"; To elevate their
social status, some attempt to
distinguish themselves, while others try to
imitate them. In this never ending process of
distinction and imitation, what is regarded as "beautiful" constantly changes.
I'm not sure that today's photograph is
beautiful. But, thousands of
Snow Geese taking to the air together is nothing short of
beautiful.
Song of the Day:
Twist In My Sobriety - Tanita Tikaram (1988)