"Of course." There's even a tired bit of enthusiasm in the words. "Seeing where the divergences are, how they affected the later movements of an entire field? Getting to actually study that, rather than hypothesize? It'll be strange, but..."
He'll probably feel stupid more than once, and that isn't exactly an enticing prospect, but the rest makes it worthwhile. Another small shrug, though Malcolm doesn't see it. "And imagine if the touchstones of different eras are different too. Entirely different paintings, or the same paintings but differently composed."
There's a building enthusiasm in the words, the topic drawing him out of that shadowed place he's been existing in for the past two weeks. "Would the artists' lives be different? Their techniques? Their politics? How would that change things?"
He finishes the section of ceiling in question and steps down to move the ladder over and resume. "And what if everything is the same? What does that say? Theoretically? Philosophically? There have to be at least a few differences somewhere."
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He'll probably feel stupid more than once, and that isn't exactly an enticing prospect, but the rest makes it worthwhile. Another small shrug, though Malcolm doesn't see it. "And imagine if the touchstones of different eras are different too. Entirely different paintings, or the same paintings but differently composed."
There's a building enthusiasm in the words, the topic drawing him out of that shadowed place he's been existing in for the past two weeks. "Would the artists' lives be different? Their techniques? Their politics? How would that change things?"
He finishes the section of ceiling in question and steps down to move the ladder over and resume. "And what if everything is the same? What does that say? Theoretically? Philosophically? There have to be at least a few differences somewhere."