What is beauty? Generally we say she is beautiful to describe a good looking woman or it is beautiful to an object. But is it only the looks that the eyes see that matter? I don’t think so. Or am I looking at objects animate and inanimate differently? It is the feeling of joy that one experiences when looking at an object that can be described as beauty.
I had one such experience when I visited the exhibition of cartoonist Mario Miranda’s works few days back. What is it that made me so happy? Is it the brilliance of execution? Is it the humour? Is it the type of scene or objects he chooses for his paintings and drawings? Or is it the mixture of all these? I don’t know. I only know that I felt happy and I had no other thought in my mind in the three hours I spent appreciating this great artist’s work.
I bought the print of one of his paintings. It is of a failure [Hobo] leaning against a lamp post. There is such intense pathos in that picture that it is difficult to put into words. Again one should feel it as I felt it and I was compelled to buy it. Why did I do it when there were pictures which would have made me laugh which is a positive emotion instead of this picture which will make me feel sad? Appreciation of art need not always fill you with pleasure; sometimes the agony too is sort of enjoyable. I am tying myself into knots trying to explain what I felt. I hope you guys get the meaning any way.
I also bought a beautifully written book on Goa [Inside Goa] by Manohar Mulgoankar, richly illustrated my Mario Miranda. Those of you who are planning a holiday in Goa will benefit reading this book.