I scribbled this down while awestruck in the Rembrandt room of the Kunsthistorisches museum in Vienna
I think art, in its best form, is a way we share ourselves with each other. A way of saying, "This is how I see the world, please let me show you." All truly honest painting, writing, musical composition, tries to do that.
And I think that sharing of souls, of perspectives, is so important.
"Here is what I think is moving, touching, beautiful, sacred, frightening. Please share it with me."
And the sharing is never perfect. Everyone interprets each artistic conversation according to his or her own experience. But I think the communication is often more clear, more perfect than with verbal language.
And I think it's wonderful that I can sit in front of these paintings, and maybe feel for a moment how Rembrandt felt about his son, or understand how he envisioned the Apostle Paul, or what the lines on his mother's face meant to him.