“When scattered clouds are resting on the bosoms of hills, it seems as if one might climb into the heavenly region, earth being so intermixed with sky, and gradually transformed into it.” ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
My husband is an artist, and he often asks for feedback on his work. I’m always able to give a subjective aesthetic opinion, but never able to articulate exactly why I think what I think about the art. That’s how I feel when looking at astoundingly beautiful views of nature. Why is the reflecting of clouds and colors on a body of water so pleasing to the human eye? Is there some evolutionary benefit to being hardwired to find beauty in compositional symmetry? Are repeating patterns in nature so fascinating to my brain because I myself am a reflection and repeated pattern within nature? These are the thoughts I have when given a silent moment to observe the world. Then, I’m suddenly jarred back into realizing there are real-world tasks to be done, and it’s best just to let beauty be beauty and not overthink it. What types of images make your brain and heart happy to look at? Do you ever wonder why you see beauty in those images?