| | Values which speak to us.Some years ago, I was walking around town. A light snow fell the night before, and it was cold outside. As I approached St. Mary's from the High Street, I looked beyond the gates and up the narrow path through the courtyard. I approached the parish church and saw the snow piled neatly on the old gravestones which were pushed against the wall. The tower pointed to the heavens while the cold reddened my pale cheeks. Centuries of people have stood in this very spot forcing me to join an unbroken chain of humanity.
This was beautiful. This is the launching spot for my discussion of aesthetics.
Why is it beautiful. The old gothic church is pointy with its spire and gothic windows. From my viewing angle, its height and width didn't achieve the most harmonious ratio known as the golden ratio. The weather was not as appealing as a warm April day. Why was it beautiful? The place spoke to me of values which subjectively are most important. Lets ponder this.
Aside: My leg is healing and it won't need surgery. Yay. |
| | Posted 5/7/2008 5:48 AM - 0 comments
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