How lucky I (we) am to be an artist. Not only do we create something out of nothing and have the capacity to show others how to perceive the world, we alter their psyche. I just finished watching Tarkovsky’s “Solaris” (Russia’s answer to “2001”) which has some of the most phenomenal, tactile cinematography. There is a moment in the film where the camera pans over Brueghel’s “The Hunters”. Looking at that shot triggered thoughts (and sounds) of “Peter and The Wolf”. In turn, “Solaris” became also a story, a moral tale, of a young boy venturing out against his parent’s wishes. If the director had put in a different painting, say something celebratory that triggered a Parliament song (Flashlight?), I might have concluded that space travel was an adventure well worth taking.
