I guess there's a point where your perspective towards things not just affected by your experiences & childhood, but the shadows that hides behind them, the ones you didn't reach yet, the deep ones that no one on earth able to see them... including you.
And art... have the ability to scarcely see them, or at least offer you a glance, or hints. Like a shovel you need to dig for them, pieces all shattered across the world. So it's really amazing for a person to work on getting them by finding a passion in any form of art. Columbus, offered that... maybe in the most sensible way. As if we're just children, seeing colors for the first time and looking at things with big wide eyes & small smile.
But here, we search for reflecting, some connection, a rope to climb with, as the movie continues to discover his character by small pieces here and there, this was a golden picture and a fine mean in the many meanings of art .. we need to start digging.
Although... maybe some things are not special, not that unique, except .. that all the fine attributes, and their values, just meant to you so much, they're unique for you and only you. They filled a need, a gap or a hole inside you .. that's what all matter.
But no matter how the reflections, means or values are... I'm still searching. Beauty, purity, by all means.
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