Beauty, Montreal- When we are able to catch the essence of the perceived world, that I believe is beauty. If that's beauty, then what's art?
"Part history, part shit and part nothingness. Darling ... it's getting late! Stop with the nothingness of art." Red or white? "Red ... please."
Can we ever catch the essence of that we perceive? Is it not as elusive as that we call truth? Lost in its subjectivity. Infinite measures of beauty and perfection and nothingness.
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Can we ever catch the essence of that we perceive? Is it not as elusive as that we call truth? Lost in its subjectivity. Infinite measures of beauty and perfection and nothingness.
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