Getting my nails done, queue is long af, and it makes me think about how, as human beings, we are drawn to beauty.

Painting nails serves no other purpose than to please the one with the painted nails, and the people who touch those hands – lovers, fondly, nephews, curiously.

Nail technicians, like most artists, are not ‘essential’ to society’s survival – they’re not doctors, or engineers, or lawyers, or teachers. They’re not firefighters. They’re not drivers, or plumbers, or accountants.

They simply create beauty, from strokes – different colours, on little nails, long nails, damaged ones, and healthy ones.

Art is not essential.
However, as the famous quote goes, ‘It is art that makes life, makes interest, makes importance…and I know of no substitute whatever for the force and beauty of its process.’

Painting my nails isn’t necessarily part of my self-care. It doesn’t elevate me – I do it about one or two times yearly, when I feel like seeing a different colour on my nails.
It’s great that periodically, I allow an artist to add magic on them, and I put money in their pocket:-)💅❤️

Here’s to all the people in our society who do things, not to solve problems, but to add beauty to the human experience.

Life could be doing you in the wrong places, but you could be done with brown nails, or yellow ones, and/or with a nice piece of art on your wall.

Here’s to all artists! Cheers!

Yours, with painted nails,

Njoks.