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When the world is ugly beauty is not trite.
I don't know what your arts training was like, but mine was pretty light on the beauty. I was taught to look for the dark, the edgy, the forbidden, and the dangerous when going in search of inspiration. Well, I find this a dark and dangerous moment in our history, and I find myself appreciating beauty. And kindness. And generosity. To offer something sublime, unexpected, uplifting, or just plain beautiful sounds like a wonderful gift. I don't think taking joy in beauty is the same thing as escapism. I think finding any kind of joy at all is sustaining.
I saw a reading of Robert Askins' newest play The Squirrels at The Lark last month. He's a playwright known for edginess, yes? Well this one had plenty of sharp edges but man was it funny. Guffaw-worthy. Ridiculous. And in the end, no escape at all. But being in the room together, with all these people, laughing hard? That was beautiful.
The picture is from Maui. Maui is flat-out beautiful. Like gawk all day beautiful. The word aloha makes a lot of sense surrounded by that beauty. For a few days I put my New York speed on hold and just wafted in the waves of crystal clear Pacific water. Me and the whales. Everybody was happy. Everybody was so happy, the cranky people stood out. There were two of them. Really.