When I contemplate paintings such as Degas' The Dancing Class, I enter another world. There are faces with anticipation and boredom. There is warmth and coldness. In some of the dancers, I can see them just waiting to bust out and dance, dance. And the instructor seems to entrance.
And then I see pictures from the Hubble Telescope of the Magellanic Clouds grasping at our galaxy and waiting to intertwine.
Tis a good way to start the day. Now back to reality and time to leave for work.