S: Ah fresh air
A: Oh look isn't that pretty
S: Another ingredient ?
P: Kinda. Do you remember as a child how you would find shards of pottery in the ground which became your treasure?
S: Yes
P: They were valueless like the sea shells you would collect from the beach but of which you would be fearlessly protective.
A: And fallen leaves and lost feathers
P: And while we have moved beyond shells and feathers as currency, they were among our first experiences of finding beauty in the inconsequential and valueless.
S: It was a simple formal beauty
P: An unmediated aesthetic of which part was the curiosity of strangeness, but an aesthetic experience nonetheless
A: Look another one