Beauty

Beauty. It surrounds us every day, and we sometimes do not even notice it. People are very often not attentive to the world, nature and their environment. Every damn day we burn through this opportunity to enjoy our lives once again. You can find beauty anywhere, even in the view from the window, which has not changed for 15 years.

 In the Preface of one work it was said that only the elect see in art a simple beauty. And I think that this applies not only to art, but also to life. To our beautiful life and all that surrounds us: to birth, to death, to someone's unusual face or body, to the delicate petals of flowers, shades of dawn and sunset, to the morning invigorating rain, to the green leaves, illuminated by the gentle rays of the sun or evening lantern, to the wrinkles left on our face after happy emotions, to even the stripes on the cheeks after sleep and tears of bitter sadness, to our own shell in the end. Those who notice the beauty in all this are the real lucky ones. After all, if you do not know how to notice the beauty of the world is unlikely to be able to enjoy life to the fullest.

I often notice beauty in the bright and sincere smile of my friends or in some unexpected dance with smooth circular movements in the middle of the Park, caused by bright and uncontrollable emotions. They're my treasure. This is another reason for my love of photography – capturing picturesque moments. 

In the recent past, people printed photos and parents could find huge thick albums. Now, with the advent of phones with a large amount of memory, this tradition was interrupted. And, most likely, in the near future it will be impossible to breathe the smell of old paper with a little faded photos. They will all be stored in phones that people update every 3-5 years. In fact, I especially like live photos, they are not false or feigned emotions. In my opinion, these are the most sincere photos that capture our beauty.

The world around us is great and beautiful. To embrace all its beauty is very difficult even in words, but such writers as Oscar Wilde is good at it. You know, life is too short to ignore the beauty of our world. For me, the real pleasure to wake up and watch the sun envelops the house opposite and makes it bright orange or inhale the smell of asphalt after the morning rain. I think it's worth living for these moments. Because of this, we can not just exist.

Still wondering how our life is. We live in a world about which we only speculate, fall in love, create, quarrel, cry. We complicate our life while we can enjoy it, enjoy its beauty.