It wasn’t enough to simply grunt and howl. We needed to speak.
It wasn’t enough to simply speak. We needed to paint on cave walls.
It wasn’t enough to paint on cave walls. We needed to write and sing and create forums to share in the experience together.
We used art to process our lives, to provide meaning and context to uncertainty.
We desired to feel understood and we knew ordinary language would not suffice.
The great works of art form an almost spiritual communion between creator and audience.
That invisible space that exists between them births a kind of magic.
In that moment, both the artist and audience reflecting back, speak those two transcendent words.
(Image above is from one of my favorite films of 2013, Noah Baumbach’s “Frances Ha.”)