Each spring flower lives a temporary, but individually beautiful life. Asian bleeding hearts placed on my mantle lost their vibrant pink days ago, melting into purple, now white.
But are faded petals any less graceful, less photogenic than those in first, full bloom?
Or more so?
Like finally placing a face with a name, today I linked my photography aesthetic with a centuries old art form.
Wabi-sabi originated as a concept and visually appealing ideal from a 16th century Japanese tea master, Sen Rikyu, who revised the Japanese tea ceremony to a new simplicity. In every detail of the ceremony from tea house to tea garden, he honored the pure, the plain, the imperfect, and impermanent.
According to Encyclopedia Britannica, wabi is defined as deliberate simplicity in daily living and sabi is an appreciation for the old and faded. Another definition explains wabi-sabi as finding the beauty in imperfection.
For me: it’s inspiration.
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I had no idea I’ve been living a wabi sabi life for some time. Wonderful! And your photo is as beautiful as your words.
Thank you so much Debby! It’s a lifestyle I’m striving for too!