Days in and a night out.

Nov 10, 2005 14:07

Experiencing life as art. I can sit in my sparse room for hours admiring the aesthetic beauty of a small pile of my folded clothes on the wooden floor, new gray boots against a stark wall with a seemingly-ancient painted iron vent, a single chair in the airy living room with a view, the humorous absurdity of the garish and thick red curtains in a room full of nothing and empty of everything. Noticing the beauty I see and seek in spaces in transition. I am wondering if translating these visceral experiences into words is even possible. I fully understand the need to express an experience visually. I wish I had my old Pentax, to document glimpses into inspiring moments.

Last night I went out to a dance night called 1964, it was in the dark upstairs of the Edinburgh Castle and everyone was dressed '60s and dancing to match. Intrigued by this imitation of a past that I've only experienced through music, movies and written word. I thought how absurd the jerky dance moves, as I did the twist next to an Allen Ginsberg look-alike complete with beard, belly and glasses. The music was pop and I expected more of a beatnik vibe, but I did see a couple of interpretive dancers that I totally appreciated. Patrons were smoking pot in dark corners and I smiled at the cliche and that I was having such a good time. I wonder what generations from now will imitate about our time. hmmmmmm...
Dictionary Definition of Beatnik: a person who rejects the mores of established society (as by dressing and behaving unconventionally) and indulges in exotic philosophizing and self-expression. Yes.
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