vesi in interpretation

Call me old , cliche and sexist, but I thought this was beautiful.

 

In truth its just a gift to a great gal who doesnt believe she is beautiful while being so by every yardstick that I know of.

 

Women should see themselves through a mans eyes rather than their own. For who detects beauty better or more accurately in the opposite sex than a man. We are masters of it, in fact we define it by the system of evolution that is partner selection. Just as women do in regard to us.

 

Body dysmorphia can go fuck itself, what I say is beauty - IS BEAUTY. There is no negotiation. What I say is ugly is under some negotiation, perhaps a failing in my appreciation, a widening of experience necessary, but what I say is beautiful to me is undeniably so. So there.

 

Every crushing comment from an idiot, every iota of self insecurity and doubt must be removable by someone who sees and believes his truth, and lets face it, I have always had great taste in beauty. Who else do you turn to but someone whos loves beauty and can see it in you as your yardstick? Its about entirety people, entirely.

 

..and don't let it go to your head for a touch of humility is also beauty ;) Though sometimes it can be said some regard themselves beautiful for superficial reasons when they are inside more rotting than a 2 week old roadside badger supporting a colony of maggots. Still, even in humility it behoves one well under oppression to stick ones head above the parapet and say "fuck you, I ain't that bad". I do it often. Despite my self-dissatisfaction, its good for the ego sometimes.

 

Images seldom capture much about people, but pointed aspects can be illustrated well enough. Perhaps capturing all is a goal, a genius of exploration I aspire to, but until then, I can be trusted on a few simple aspects, for I am quite well tempered by life so far.Portrayal is about what you see, not always that most unkind of possible realities- the superficial reactions of mere light to ones eyes.

 

Acceptance is a matter of the mind and much can be expressed through conversion. Is it dishonest? Not if you see it, not if you mean it. That is perception, an actuality within an artistic vision. One can be kind or unkind, but what you show in all images is not only about your subject but about yourself. You see there is a difference between what the eyes and the mind see in all of us, and sometimes its better to express something of the mind. Because only through that translation can you show someone how they may be regarded.

 

Goals of artificially induced perfection and the insecurities associated so strongly with them are nothing and never have been anything compared to this interpretation ability in the human mind. One can only regard negatives or positives in this aspect in accordance to knowledge of the person and photography is not this. It is like all art forms, it never shows truth, it is never unbiased, it does not document fact, but perception, therefore it is and can be art, it can be a suggestion, a viewpoint, an idea, and what is idolatry for some is really a kinder knowledge based on a wider reality appreciated by others.

 

To be human, to live as a human is to be subject to relativity , context, subjectivity, we are incapable of avoiding it. But to whom do you listen, in whom do you trust? You are as beautiful as the eyes of those around you permit to be. There is not a random yardstick of all humanity in this, this is the media messing with your head, beauty is not universal, and I for one believe that beauty in appreciation is as profound as the wisdom of the person percieving it.

 

I am no fool. In denying oneself the potential to be beautiful one has to remember that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and in that respect those that love you best are the yardstick, not joe public. Joe Public have always been fucking nobody.

 

We manipulators and users of light, we photographers show in beauty the very merest and least important part of the human experience. We try to do better, though we rarely succeed, those that have are rightly regarded highly for their genius, so for others that is where words perhaps weave greater magic, greater power, a picture can mean a thousand words but true intent requires some guidance, and we as photographers forget sometimes, it is therefore necessary to explains ones art and intentions. An image in the eyes of an idiot can have a contrary use. As artists we have to strive hard not to be perverted. Some like to leave interpretation to others, exploiting other peoples perceptions for their amusement, but theirs is the art of suggestion, of formlessness, it is nothing beyond a mere anthropological game, its virtually valueless, a transient point in art, but sometimes, just sometimes intents have to be made very clear indeed, especially when one involves a person.

 

My purpose , no more than to express something about the nature of beauty to someone who does not believe they express it, yet does so in spades. Furthermore has inspired me to create and present a vision, a perspective.

 

Hold your head high. Be happy. The only true ugliness is a blackened cold heart, the willingness for subjugation, dominion, to be cruel, to be dishonest, self indulgent, uncompassionate, greedy. Elitism for its own sake, to belittle others rather than to strive for genuine improvement, to be king of the imaginary hill. To make needless rules for others.

 

Anything else usually wears rather well.

 

;)

 

I speak reality and dreams, at least I appreciate it is part of me, and that is awareness. Without this nobody has a valid opinion. So don't be too kind to those who judge you harshly by punishing yourself, disregarding and disrespecting oneself. Only love, true friendship, knowledge of the person in detail, and respect truly know what beauty is.

 

I wish more people knew that, felt that. Then perhaps such needless considerations of competition would be focused on where they should be. on merely trying to be better people inside. A warm heart with nobility wears well on any saggy old face. Within the minds eye it brings the superficial beauty alongside it, a slave, a perception, an opinion. The least of all things. Perhaps if people understood it, really felt it, anorexia, bolemia would be a thing of the past but in all but the most warped of self identities.

 

Somebody for everyone, always has been , always will be. No matter what marketers of "beauty" or the media prescribe. All wise people rise above such childish notions of looks , period styles, and superficial attractiveness as major influencers of partner selection, desireability, and thusly do not recognise it as any genuine perception of beauty.

 

Comes a point when one is exceeding functionality, and this is not perfection, it is error, overinvestment, obsessional, and in that form of mental unwellness ugliness is apparent, it pushes potential partners away, reducing ones paleatability in a fundamental, primitive and primeval sense, Illness, mental or otherwise is after all a fundamental trigger for relationship avoidance in others. Basically humans have instincts to casually avoid the sick unless engaging on a seriously intellectual or compassionate level, its as obvious as avoiding a pool of sick on the floor, or shit on the carpet, it is a fundamental source of human reproductive selection.

 

Try a little by all means, but not a lot. A lot is very weird.

 

So to all, be happy, be healthy, just make the most of your self.

 

" Denim-for the man who doesnt have to try too hard" .lol Healthiest marketing campaign there ever was. I'm all for not trying too hard.

 

Wash your balls and wear a warm smile. Never gets any better than that ;)

 

 

Done