Day 24: Sept. 28, 2013
Tonight's watercolor cracks me up because it looks like the girl has a look of incredulity on her face. She's thinking, whatever you just said is ridiculous but I'm going to pretend I'm interested. Or maybe she is genuinely interested but finds whatever has been said to be untrue at least from her perspective. My sister and I play this game a lot. When we happen to be out together, at a restaurant, or a coffee shop, we'll make up scenarios about what the other customers are thinking, what they do for a living, are they on a first date, in a long term relationship, do they have kids at home, no kids, you name it, we explore the possibilities. My husband finds this game utterly ridiculous and rude as it requires you spend lots of time slyly viewing the other customers or in my case, staring at them unabashedly.
To me, this girl in the watercolor expresses herself with her eyes. And her lips are enormous. Perhaps she's observant and smiles a lot making others around her feel welcome to communicate. Just looking at her makes me feel amused because she seems amused. And she seems beautiful, not because of her facial features, the size of her nose, or lips or her eyebrows, but because she seems so genuinely interested in whatever she's looking at that she must have opinions that go deep.
I remember the moment I became aware of my own profile, and how it looked to other people. I was young. I can't remember my exact age. I used a hand mirror in combination with a wall mirror to examine my nose, my chin, my lips. This was a heavy moment for me. I was crushed. I decided right then and there that my nose was flawed and my profile was not beautiful. I would spend hours manipulating my face in the mirror to see what it would feel like with a different face.
It took a long time to realize that people don't really care what other people look like. Sure there's the constant barrage of images of "beautiful" women and men, the perfect body, the perfect facial features. What people really care about and are attracted to is how other people feel. (This word feels important which is why its leaning in a little.) But seriously, someone who welcomes others with their eyes and their smile and their feelings is going to be more beautiful than someone who is always sad or worried or wondering if they are beautiful. Noses, lips, eyes, and eyebrows are only important in how they are used to express what is inside. I know, I know, trite! But, somehow this concept is really exciting to me right now. Its cool to realize that your face has value other than as an object for someone else to look at. There is so much more to say on this topic, but I think I'll just look at my girl in the watercolor and make up scenarios about her. I'm pretty sure she's awesome, and I love her.
Coffee Today: One decaf at the grocery store! Like old times.
Cups and Bags Challenge: Up to $21 today. Hoping to share the blog with lots of folks in New York next week who will get the Reusable cup conversation going! Email me here: firstname.lastname@example.org if you use a reusable cup to buy a drink, and I'll donate $1 to Bring Recycling.