courtesy University of St Andrews we all have different views on what beauty is about. if alphonse mucha were alive, he would've drawn me exactly like the portrait above...
you know when you suddenly feel like writing something else on your blog/journal/diary (or whatever you call it)? that's what i felt tonight. i was delighted when i received a package from a poet friend. inside was a book of poems my friend has written through the years. lately, i've been thinking of hibernating from social callings and such (if only for a while) but reading my friend's letter to me kinda changed everything. i couldn't "grow" without you, the letter said. i was happy. i was proud. i gave myself a pat on the back. to have the ability to move people and impact them deep within is a joy so profound words cannot describe it -- and anyway, i don't consider myself eloquent. but like mucha, i'm an artist, i see beauty quite differently.
Do not confuse beauty with beautiful. Beautiful is a human judgment. Beauty is all. The difference is everything.
-- Matthew Fox
beauty saw herself reflected on every page of the book and i'll remember the day rg made me feel perfectly beautiful.