Everyone has their own perception of what exactly is beautiful, it could be a shape, form, image, feeling, moment or memory, a happening in our lives which makes us sit back open mouthed and think wow...
As we grow older our view of the world changes, we seem to become cynical creatures viewing the world through tainted eyes, our vision distorted by things that happen in our everyday lives. My interpretation of beauty is one of innocence, without responsibility or pressure, something we have all experienced...childhood.
These images show how I represented the beauty of childhood innocence, something about sand and the
feel of it running through my fingers takes me back to a time where everything seemed much simpler. Add to that thought the feelings of escaping the pressures of everyday life to wake up on a warm beach somewhere, the sea lapping at your feet...
To me sand represents multiple forms of beauty but that is simply my opinion your interpretation could be entirely different.
So the question still remains, Beauty...Fact or Fiction?
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