Musings on the dynamic nature of beauty...

http://youtube.com/watch?v=Wr2Phvv9_jM

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ikK97WlJzY&NR

We begin with the links above. 

I've always loved watching the World Cup.  I've also always sworn that I'll continue to watch football
 
( soccer.  I've got to call it soccer here, in Canada, while NFL football is still on.  Sorry.. we  need to work out some sort of system! )

after the WC is over, but I never do.  However, what i've done recently is begun the process of abstracting my love of sports into a love of art.  Watch the two clips at the beginning of this post.  Consider:

It's true indeed that  sometimes, things which are still contain beauty.  However, for the uberfan, for the man such as myself, who watches womens basketball, lawn bowling, playground fights.. it is important to expand the classic "Lookin' Good" concept of beauty to include motion.  I sincerely feel that it is only dynamically that one can truly appreciate the loveliness of some things.  For example:

• Summertime hot girls, strutting free and crazy on the way to the bar on a sweaty summer night, the still life is good, but the jiggle and the pop, the flip of the hair, the kick, as they heel toe their way past you to the front of the line... Beauty is in the motion.
• Shawn Kemp. We are talking here about the incredible experience of seeing top notch athleticism.  Many basketball players are masters of execution, and that in itself is lovely, but Kemp was something different... Watch again.  His game reminds you of that first day, say, playing a sport with your dad or mentor, when you realized that experience, head games, tricks be damned, they can't check you!  Mix in the effortless look of his power and speed , and recall that the hardest thing in the world is to make it look easy.  Beautiful.
• The joy of the dance.  We've all seen it... he/she/heshe looks great standing against the wall, but  the moves are so stiff you can't watch.  Conversely,  we've seen that swine lightly step out onto the floor, and just uncork the hot sauce ... each step, each shake natural, free, fluid.. and you remember that sexuality is not about holding still...
• That hip flip.  You know the one.  Watching the walk, or the dance of the low cut jeans as they snap up and down. Models do it sure.. but the best, the absolute best is when you just get one shake.. say, when that special lady pops her hip out to catch the washing basket when it starts to slip, and your eyes snap to the hipbone as it swings impossibly far out...
  
  

Enough.  Four simple examples, some clips, etc.  I've got to get to the gym.... but again ruminate on the deliciousness of the dynamic nature of beauty... Still life means art.  I want the poets in motion.