Beauty can refer to so many different aspects of life - nature, animals, emotions, art, math, interactions, and the list goes on. Here are my brief thoughts on the beauty that can come through experiences (in the form of an assigned visual/art journal piece.)*
*Having said all of this, these thoughts are in no way complete or the sole/my sole definition of "real beauty".
"Like love, real beauty isn't perfect. It isn't geometric; you can't buy it in a box. "True beauty is on the inside." Cliché, but true. Real beauty comes from experience. Real beauty is when they look in your eyes and see the good, bad, and ugly, but still long to be just like you. Real beauty isn't forgetting, but repurposing our hurts for the better. As much as the world may change and become more "modern", more cut-out, we shouldn't forget this: beauty existed long before skyscrapers and manicured gardens. Beauty was there (and is) in the vastness of the deserts - cold and dry; it's stacked through out the years in rocky terrain. Beauty existed long before Barbie and the word itself.
The world has diluted the word 'beauty' into simply meaning, "without fault." We already have a word for that - 'beauty' isn't it."
When you think of 'beauty' what do you think? What do you believe "real/true beauty" is? Comment below!