Sometimes beauty just is…  There is no need for explanation.  Of course, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so an agave that appeals to me, is judged by me to be beautiful, but it may be thought to be crude and only interesting, if that, by someone else.  A tall blossom rising out of a simple agave is beautiful and strange.  Its appearance against a plain background commands attention.  I photographed only the blossom because the plant itself is not unusual.

The mime in Balboa Park is….. strange.  His music is ….. strange.  I wonder if he has help getting the white paint all over his face and hands.  I wonder if he has help getting it on and off.  I don’t consider him beautiful… but he is … different.