Grace

Effortless beauty is grace in my eyes.

When I speak of grace I am not speaking in a religious context, but more of the harmonious alignment between something and it’s surroundings.

​Recently I came upon a circular Koi pond in the center of a bustling hotel lobby. Flecks of golden light drew me in, however the grace of movement held me. The longer I looked at the Koi being Koi, the more I recognized how elegant these creatures truly are.

I remember as a child being captivated by a television star, Loretta Young. In my 6 year old mind, she epitomized grace and elegance. I remember nothing of her work, just her patented entrances. It was always the same, a door swung open, she crossed the threshold, twirled to close it, then glided across the stage in an elegant haute couture gown, never losing eye contact with the camera. WOW! Now I understand she had make-up on that was probably applied with a palette knife, layers of Aqua Net holding her do in place, and her torso painfully squeezed into a designer gown. Illusion or not, her movement appeared effortless.

​So what is it about effortlessness that is attractive?

In each case there seems to be a lack of struggle. Being in harmony with their surroundings creates a dynamic equilibrium which in turn exudes grace.

​There is grace in the fluid lines of the Koi, their elegant expression is mesmerizing.

Don't think of this a as fish tale, just a lesson in grace.

Live in color,
Abby