Wabi Sabi is a
Japanese aesthetic for a particular type of beauty. Wabi Sabi, in essence, is the
ability to see perfection in imperfections.
The two words, perfection in imperfection, are an oxymoron in
harmony.
Wabi Sabi, least
to me, exists in many forms. A weathered
cedar shingle house from the 1930’s in our West Coast is Wabi Sabi. A worn stone staircase in a building is also Wabi
Sabi. A wedding ring from my grandmother
has Wabi Sabi beauty. The patina of a worn
and old linen suit is. And so is a
seasoned cast iron pan. And so is 1963
Jaguar XKE. And so are many old
neighbourhoods of Paris , Vancouver ,
Brooklyn, and San Francisco
Wabi Sabi can
only be created by nature and time. Nature is perfect. Nature is Wabi Sabi. A wine that is made traditionally, without
intervention and additives, is Wabi Sabi to me – a quality in wine that I
appreciate the most. Noëlla Morantin
wines have that Wabi Sabi beauty that I admire the most. Pictured above is Noëlla Morantin in the
century old cellar.
