Ancient philosophers often debated on the definition and importance of beauty. Artists throughout history have tried to capture it in paint, stone, movement, song, and words. Here's my take on it: As soon as you try to fit beauty into a succinct definition or confine it to the boundaries of a framed canvas, it moves, changes, and redefines itself. Beauty truly only exists in the fluidity of a moment that takes one's breath away.
Marissa and I have been enjoying So You Think You Can Dance for a couple years now. We get to April and get really excited because we know the audition shows are just around the corner. There have been only a few routines over the three seasons we've watched that really got close to defining beauty. I just finished watching a dance that did just that. The concept was a husband and a wife who just found out she has breast cancer. It was visually stunning, but it also brought tears to all four judges and nearly everyone in the crowd. It got to us too. The dance went beyond beauty to a place in the realm of the heart.
When I experience beauty, I'm reminded of my Creator and my Savior. There's nothing more beautiful than God. God's creation merely echoes the beauty inherent in His own glory.
I would love to know how art—in any medium—has touched the hearts of my readers. We all bring our experiences to whatever art we're viewing. What's yours?
3 comments:
Your writing is art for me! As a result of this piece, mom and I have a surprise that mom will share with you, when she sees you next.
..dad
Oo! I love surprises! Can't wait!
I just started looking at some of your blogs today. Very interesting, especially the one about "Donde tu arriba".
I have an art story I'll share with you. As my vision's gotten worse, I have been able to see art less and less, so my desire to go to museums has faded over the years. However, when I was in Spain I could not resist the opportunity to, if nothing else, be in the presence of the work of wonderful people of the past. I visited the Gugenheim (sp?) Museum is Bilbao, Spain some time late last November. Since I could not see the traditional art paintings, I was fortunate to discover the museum had remotes to pass to vision impaired tourists that, if told a certain code next to every painting, could punch this code into the remote control and it would start telling u the name and creator of the art piece and describe it and its history. Amazing!!
What I liked the most, however, was the interactive art. There was a section with large plaster walls and a series of twists and turns in these walls that resulted in various mazes. I loved the feeling of "getting lost in the art" so to speak.
My favorite piece of all was the interactive piece of the ocean. As you walked up to it, there were a series of blue laser lights creating the illusion in front of you of squiggles that looked like waves do in the ocean, being shown in "mid-air" sort of. Then, when you walked into those laser beans you were completely engulfed in several other laser beams both on the wall in front of you and the ceiling above that showed the same wave illusion. Among the waves on the wall were several words moving up the wall, in both castillian spanish and the local basque language spoken in Bilbao. I could not read what it said, but the feeling of being around all those wave illusions felt so much like being in the ocean itself. It was incredible to say the least, and something I will never forget!
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