I feel like I found a prize, that just keeps giving and giving. There are so many options with this lowly little flower. It’s kind of like a human being, so many looks. How is that? Isn’t that just wild when you think about it? No one looks exactly like anyone else, except ofcourse for identical twins. This struck me as so mind bending, as I studied the camellia trees and their new blooms, I saw little faces none of them exactly alike.
We have certain characteristics blue eyes, blonde hair, etc. But try drawing someone then the next person, and you will soon see the dilemma, the nuances, subtle, it’s all about a certain balance. The most beautiful, as society states, are those faces that are very balanced, their features measure almost identical, I learned this in art school. Take your pointer finger and thumb and measure from the bottom of your nose to the top of your eyebrow, if you slide this across your face to your ear it should be the same size. Measurements like this happen all over your face. Your mouth width to eye length, etc. There is symmetry, there is a perfection, and an almost mathematical system of proportion going on. You’ll learn this in an anatomical drawing class.
But, I’m not drawn or attracted to that to that. I’m drawn to the withered petals on the bush, I look for the quirkiness, for the imperfections on the petals. I find that to be the most fascinating. That’s why I fell in love with Diane Arbus, she fell in love with the eccentricities of life. That’s what I seek on the camellia bush, the odd, the misshapen, the dying petals…..they’re so much more interesting.
It’s that way with people too. I like to see the depths, the layers, and the history. Always look for the hidden it’s much more intriguing.
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