Got poo-ped already. I go for the rhody beauties of pungence. Wine colors with some blood or redviolet in there. Like, as a matter of fact, the "tightness" in color displayed by by the succulents. They are imho the most aesthetically interesting, and diverse. But specie rhodies, or aesthetically chosen ones, are also alto voices. I need to move the wine red concinnumn up with the yakushimanum pink-whites. It will be so intense, as the sun grabbing pointillist overstory, that it will hurt.
That's it ~ I like aesthetic pain. Things that are so beautiful or interesting they hurt. For some reason I think of Maillart's bridges. Well described, amigos. I know you must sense the same aesthetic scale of sensations, but they must not affect your equilibrium. duh. They shouldn't, I know.
Eeek. I am not calm. And there's a bit of pain being out there with them, in perfect spring diffuse viewing conditions. I think too much, as Coby said, but I know I could not finish what IO could do here and will have to leave before the "climax" of my abilities. I like that word, climax. They name mines that, for some reason. I guess it goes back to that G Spot ~ the freeking wallet. The clock, is another. I was really good at this, on a very specialized way. Like the succulently painful peak of beauty way. Vibrance. Throbbing, but sharp gentleness. Colors and forms together that bring up every instrument, every spectrum, the full bash court of the eyes ability to see. Things that people don't often see; don't know they can see; for some reason of culture.
I'm not going to edit, so please excuse my ego and just lemme dream.
There is an ultimate aesthete unleashed in the Japanese garden. The more you look, the more clear it becomes. (I am not trying to educate anyone, just call up.)
There are others possible. Some being done. Many, been done; others probly unknown. I see it is happening in the garden design/arch images published.
American ones! hee hee.
I could help. Could have. Too late. We missed it.
A succulent can be one in itself sometimes.
MJ is home.
Gotta go, with no conclusion. Yippee, you say.
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