The little creatures of nature: They don't know they're ugly.
Last night, I was explaining to my friend Anna, that I enjoy pausing the TV and looking at the faces of the people caught in time.
I went on further to explain my philosophy that we're beautiful graceful creatures. We're comprised wholly of motion, quicksilver and ether made flesh. As such, we're not meant to be frozen in time, and that any pictures are a lie which betrays our very being.
An hour or so later, someone took a picture of me while I was talking. I was being very animated. Animated, not Statuesque.
This bastard moment caught in time was the result:
I went on further to explain my philosophy that we're beautiful graceful creatures. We're comprised wholly of motion, quicksilver and ether made flesh. As such, we're not meant to be frozen in time, and that any pictures are a lie which betrays our very being.
An hour or so later, someone took a picture of me while I was talking. I was being very animated. Animated, not Statuesque.
This bastard moment caught in time was the result: