What happened to Nasha Ali reminds me of Strickland in "The Moon and Sixpence". Both of them are extremely talented in art and have extremely high attainments. They are geniuses in the eyes of the world, and strange in their mouths. fetal. Both have abandoned their wives and children. The former, whose family life has been fragmented, only recognizes Frankie's wife, but never loves her from beginning to end. The latter, abandoned the identity of the banker in the secular world, abandoned the material wealth, and the existing family, just to pursue the "devil" in the heart. For this reason, he had no food to eat, but he lived happily and spiritually, he was rich until the end of his life.
Regarding artists, I have always had a doubt, artists are all freaks? Must be out of tune with the world? If you think about it carefully, if they don't have talent that is different from the world, they don't have a highly sensitive heart, they don't have a keen observation, they don't have a strong personality and an independent personality, it's hard to create works that are amazing to the world. People only admire what is higher than themselves, what they do not have, and what they cannot achieve. In the same way, I also envy their firmness towards the art they love. Such love is like a raging fire that burns in their hearts. They were born for art, and they must die for art. This may be the meaning of their existence.
Regarding art, grasp the sigh in life, what is the sigh, with my current understanding, I think it is a past experience, an unforgettable memory, so unforgettable, precipitated in the years, and permanently become the body's In part, with this sigh, they no longer create mechanically, but inject their own life into the work; from then on, the work has flesh and blood.
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