How do we know something is beautiful?

Do we think beauty or do we feel beauty?

Are Francesca Woodman’s photographs beautiful? For me they are beautiful yet painful too

Francesca Woodman, Untitled, Rome, 1977-78

‘Then at one point i did not need to translate the notes; they went directly to my hands’ Francesca Woodman
Providence, Rhode Island, 1976

And we move on to the subject of self which will be my next post…..

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