The display of the kilim was a smashing success. It displayed a tenderness of a feline towards its mistress, in a weird sort of way.
The filthy tapestry was not silky in texture, and of apocryphal origin. Somehow just by sitting on the tripod, it became a ringing endorsement of the beauty of such tapestries.
The beauty was such that everyone in attendance felt their mandible drop in appreciation of the expert craftsmanship.
Not everyone saw a large cat and a mistress. But, that is what I saw, and it really struck me.
Beauty and perception are in the eye of the beholder, and is varied. Just because the medium is unfamiliar does not mean art, of whatever nature, is not meaningful.
Today’s submission is in response to Creative Copy Challenge #128.
The words of the challenge are as follows: