"Excuse me" he politely said to get my attention.
"Yes?" I said turning around.
"What does that mean?" he said pointing to a large painting of a woman on the wall wrapped in cloth unraveling.
"What do you think it means?" I asked loving where this was going.
"I think she's trapped and trying to escape. A ghost has captured her and she's trying to get free" he articulated perfectly.
"Hmmmmm. That's good. Could be..." I said delighted at the thoughtfulness of this little boy.
"Well, maybe its a woman who's actually a crocodile and she's trying to get back to her swamp that's right behind her?"
His eyes widened and he took a moment.
Then I began to ask him what he thought of some of the other paintings and loved listening to his explanations.
"What do you think of that one?" I asked about a semi-random portrait we all refer to as Dr. Ballchin for reasons I think you can guess.
"That's just silly." he said like a seasoned art critic.
That kid made my night.
Been loving the people I've gotten to chat with lately. Especially that kid.
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