Day Twenty four; Perversion and beauty in art

18 Mar


Some college student doing History of Art is going to come across this.


Not so deep.

I feel like a pervert.

I’ve spent the last three days staring at people.

I’m in the car, I’m staring at the driver next to me.

At church they all think I’m saying hi – to begin with.

I’m looking at them thinking, are you beautiful? Are you?

I’m just seeing people. Lots and lots of people.

They all have legs, arms, mouths.

They’re all busy, they are getting what they want.

They avoid everyone they don’t know.

Are they beautiful? Are they, are they?

Today I was to find beauty in ‘art’.

The church had a class of children sing for us today.

I looked at them carefully, they were beautiful.

Their heads were too big, their clothing was untidy, they had grubby fingers but they were beautiful and their song’s made me smile.


I have more questions than I’m answering.

It’s like I’m noticing all these things but I’m not part of it. I’m looking in from outside.

I’m sure the final day of the week will be to notice how beautiful I am.


And I’m sure I will.

But really, how much of this can one take?!

I mean, how ‘good’ can you be? How self aware? how ‘elevated’?

I am finding it all quite fake today – so what forgive, appreciate beauty, be grateful?

So what? Does this make me better than you?

Am I closer to God?

Ahhhhh, I tell ya, sometimes it seems sooo ridiculous.

I am sitting on a furiously hot stone in the middle of the desert with a man who’s getting ready to hop onto a donkey and ride into Jerusalem and save my soul.

I don’t know when I got this soul, who asked me about it, and how I came to be a sinner.

I’m just here, whopee, get on with it.

JESUS is having a good time. He knows what he’s here for.


“And whenever the harmful spirit from God was upon Saul, David took the lyre and played it with his hand. So Saul was refreshed and was well, and the harmful spirit departed from him.”  1 Samuel 16:23


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5 responses to “Day Twenty four; Perversion and beauty in art

  1. Titirangi Storyteller

    March 18, 2012 at 23:22

    This is gorgeous. I do think, from time to time, I do think that we might just be overthinking it when we should just be being it. But then, I tend to find the questions far more interesting and relevant than the answers – you see the questions are so full of possibility and things far beyond our capability to understand. The answers – pah! Mundane, derivative, crushing, crushed so they fit into a paper cup that we can conveniently take away. I’m pretty sure Jesus does not drink from a paper cup.

    • kolembo

      March 19, 2012 at 02:13

      I agree!

      I’m feeling FED UP with contriteness for the time being! But onard…i’m determined to get throught it.

      I tell you, the Catholic Lady I’m getting these meditations from is really getting on my titties for now.

      You should see todays session: The Challenge of Showing Appreciation of Beauty in Lesser Forms of Beauty And then she sounds SO FULL OF IT! I mean, SHE’S the one who wanted to be a Catholic Nun, why do I need to feel sort of bad about it?

      Anyway, I feel poetry in the questions – perhaps it’s get me out and writing!

      Sending much mirth my lovely,


  2. Titirangi Storyteller

    March 19, 2012 at 07:28

    I would suggest the meditations are a tool. There are many ways to use most tools. I would agree that the idea of Showing appreciation of Beauty in Lesser Forms of Beauty is a bit mind bending… so I googled in and found the pages you are referring to. Her extrapolation from the Philippians verse is interesting. I’d just boil that down to finding the good in everything.


    • Titirangi Storyteller

      March 19, 2012 at 11:22

      This was still open from before – reread my reply. Sheesh. I sure didn’t say what I really mean. Or did I?

      Mirthfully yours…
      Veronica (no one calls me Ronny, Kenny…)

  3. kolembo

    March 19, 2012 at 13:42


    Just come in from the dentist and the visit was fine so I’m feeling guilty about going off on the perfectly fine Catholic nun.


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