What did light a spark was a sculpture by Lorado Taft at The Art Institute of Chicago called The Solitude of the Soul. I must've circled that thing for a solid 20 minutes, churning stories in my mind about what it felt like. I decided that I like it. I like it very much. So much so that I hesitated before looking at the description of the piece in case the sculptor's intent might ruin what I interpreted. But I wanted to be able to find it again, and so I looked and I read.
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