Got done watching In the Realms of the Unreal about the outsider artist Henry Darger. I had watched less than half the film awhile ago, and decided it was time to finish it.
I love this to pieces. I didn't cry, I wept. I would purchase a copy of this if I had the funds.
Favorite were things Darger's landlady said about him:
Close to 300 pieces of paintings which most of them both sides, 30,000 pages of written work. One of the things Nathan use to say was - when you don't have a family, when you don't have television, you don't have radio, see what you can achieve; but he didn't think Henry slept very much.
Obviously his personal life was a very sad one, very lonely one, but his inter-life, I can't imagine anybody having a richer life than he had.
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