Today I was in the library and there was this book called, What is Beauty?
I don't have an idea of what Beauty is, but I think I have experienced it. And because we could say we've experienced more than one moment of beauty, and every single moment is a unrepeatable set of circumstances, we could state that theres more than one type of beauty.
I wondered if clarity or transparency could have been a moment of beauty. I remember looking at the eyes of Mads and having this feeling of a dotted line rapidly spanning across a contained void. As if there was nothing left to read. Like complete honesty or sincerity.
Clarity, to me, is also a moment of understanding. In the library, when I put books in order in one shelf and they all look ordered, in line, following their alphanumeric order, theres a moment of harmony as well. And they show that me (the shelveeeeer) understands the sequence. Also the spatiality of the shelve, all books go at the front of it, following a straight line. All similar books are grouped together, for the shake of clarity. And I hope that when someone looks for a book, visually they should be able to have a moment of clarity and understanding, and have no need and to be encouraged to be non-disruptive with that stablished order. Basically, not messing up the whole shelve that has taken me so fucking long to put in order.
Yo may say that the shelve example is over-thought, but I truly believe it is an example of clarity, and perhaps beauty. But again I like the idea of talking about specific cases, instead of taking about Beauty, as a universal, definable concept.
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