La Musique

Thursday, May 1, 2008

I took the liberty to people-watch today. Urgh, how disturbing. How degrading. This time was not about detail though. I blurred my eyes, gazing at the fuzzy blobs of colour that passed me by nonchalantly. (Oh, and on an irrelevant side note, this blog was almost named nonchalantpassion, but I favoured the shape of apatheticpassion more.)

Subtle, mild washes of pastels breezed as glaring reds and shrieking pinks added to the frenzy. While simplicity whispers of beauty, the essence of chaos is not unlike what which is beautiful. For that is a different type of beauty, residing, taking refuge in the lovely randomness of everything around us.

Velocity (this word seems out of place in an arts student's blog) enhanced the beauty too. Royal purple moved like an expectant Lady Polgara in her gardens, while pristine white dashed and darted around in a blur. Motion gave the colours life, no more just part of the landscape. There is a silent majesty in stillness, but vibrancy of life flourishes in movement.

I miss Abel.

11:12 PM