To start a new decade in good company:
in chorus with Professor Feynman!
"I want my orange juice!"
And more seriously, his ode to the rose, to see
more deeply the beauty of things, in all their dimensions:
He said
I have a friend who's an Artist and he's some times taken a view Which I do not AGREEMENT WITH very well. He'll hold up a flower and say, "look how beautiful It Is," and I'll AGREE, I think. And he says, "you see, I have an Artist Cdn see how beautiful this is, but you as a scientist, oh, take this all apart and it becomes a dull thing." And I think he's kind of nutty.
First of all, the beauty that he sees is available to other people and to me, too, I believe, although I might not be quite as refined aesthetically as he is. But I can appreciate the beauty of a flower.
At the same time, I see much more about the flower that he sees. I could imagine the cells in there, the complicated actions inside which also have a beauty. I mean, it's not just beauty at this dimension of one centimeter: there is also beauty at a smaller dimension, the inner structure...also the processes.
The fact that the colors in the flower are evolved in order to attract insects to pollinate it is interesting -- it means that insects can see the color.
It adds a question -- does this aesthetic sense also exist in the lower forms that are...why is it aesthetic, all kinds of interesting questions which a science knowledge only adds to the excitement and mystery and the awe of a flower.
It only adds. I don't understand how it subtracts.
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