What is grace in what you do? Explain grace that you seek in others and in you. I see very little grace anywhere, so I wonder what are people talking about, especially when demanding it. There is a formula? It has something to do with women, clothing and posture that is lost. Destroyed. A quality of a ballerina, a lightness and suitable look of something acceptable in categories for living beings, a bodily control that looks effortless and is maintained when other people are looking and even when they are not. How someone carries oneself.

Isn’t it to control other people to kind of humiliate and force grace in them, when they seem too much and messy, old and hanging? Is there despair and ugliness? An unachievable idea and act of beauty, presense? Maybe grace is a competition and class?

Where do you find grace? In trees, tigers or diamonds, clothes, on TV, in European cities? It is somehow out of reach and in paintings. Grace At tipping point, in fog and dusk, at gusp of things turning into something else. A change in a person, guided, not necessarily about wealth but possession, dreamy but concrete.