Why, when there is so much grandeur up above, would a person choose to look down at the floor? Perhaps because the floor is also beautiful.
Where will you look for beauty today?
One thought on “Looking Down”
It occurs to me that in such a voluminous space, part of the beauty is a sense of presence – just being there.
There is artful beauty above, below, around. A feeling of respect for the artisans who created it, why they created it, and the illumination of the space is beauty in and of itself.
It occurs to me that in such a voluminous space, part of the beauty is a sense of presence – just being there.
There is artful beauty above, below, around. A feeling of respect for the artisans who created it, why they created it, and the illumination of the space is beauty in and of itself.