It is this inwardness, anyway (which I think is present in all art, in one form or another), that speaks to the essential solitude of our existence, even if that solitude, at the level of the individual, can be lived in the company of others.
It is this inwardness, anyway (which I think is present in all art, in one form or another), that speaks to the essential solitude of our existence, even if that solitude, at the level of the individual, can be lived in the company of others.