When you walk in, you enter through a green hallway of dangling fabrics. No photos and videos are allowed so few things will show up when you check online. I wonder if I'd do that for my exhibit. Maybe it preserves it so you don't find ugly pictures all over the internet of people turning his work into their own perversion of the art. I think that's fair. I also think it's fair to want people to take this chance not to look at his stuff through a screen. So maybe I won't describe it to you. But maybe it's inconsiderate for those who can't afford those tickets. Art was never meant to be secret, but as a viewer, before you draw inspiration from something, maybe you have to try to understand it for what it is. I think the cosplay of Miyazaki's character's makes for a different vibe; it's nothing like the vibe of the real thing. I would hate for someone to dress up as my characters. Leave them be? I made them in a special world, a special way. Your replica of my stuff is a whole separate thing, and my grandpa said something interesting to me the other day. I like renaissance still lives. Part of me wishes I could paint them, but that's not what my art looks like. "You don't have to be the artist." That's what he said, and he's right. You can appreciate something without having to own it.
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