denk

I just watched a documetary in tv about a project in which professional photographers and designers worked together and made a photo-calender about old and/or mentally retarded people. They shot pictures of them in quite eccentric outfits and everybody had a lot of fun. But the very moving thing about it was that by doing this they gave them so much dignity (back) and those pictures were so pretty and the people were so pretty in it, they revealed the beauty of age which those people didn't dare to show before that. It affected me and made made me happy that such wonderful things do happen. They happen too rarely in our youth-worshipping western society, of which SG is a symptom too.
I often asked myself what some all over tattooed SGirls will do in about 50 years from now. Probably they will sit at home, dressed in grey and pale coloured clothes, hiding their tattoos that grew out of shape as their bodies aged and be depressed most of the time because the idea that beauty means youth was so deeply implanted into their souls when they were young that they are unable to find their own dignity and beauty.
I whish I was doing things like those artists did with the old people, giving them their life back. A little smile by one of them is so much more precious than making some mediocre 20-year-old girl happy and laughing on a party.