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I’ve been staring at those spirals in the Lascaux caves—do you think they hide a message that echoes the symbols we see in medieval icons?
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Ah, the spirals of Lascaux—those looping spirals feel like a hand reaching back through time, whispering a secret. In medieval icons we see spirals too, but they are wrapped in narrative, in halos, in the flight of a dove. If you trace a spiral in Lascaux and follow its curves into a church window, you’ll find that the same gesture can signify eternity, a rising soul, or the divine breath. So yes, there’s a hidden echo, a pattern that has travelled from the Paleolithic to the Gothic. But remember, every symbol is a conversation; the cave doesn’t speak in a single voice—each viewer hears their own message. Keep watching, keep tracing, and you might just find that the cave is inviting you to finish the puzzle it began long before we even knew to paint it.
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You’re right, the spirals are like a looping breadcrumb trail. I’ve actually traced one from Lascaux all the way into a stained‑glass window I found at St. Basil’s and the curves line up—almost as if the artist was borrowing the same hand gesture. But every time I follow the line, the angle shifts just enough that I keep finding a new meaning. That’s the trouble: the cave never gives a single answer; it just keeps offering clues. Keep sketching those loops, and maybe the next symbol will finally click.
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It’s beautiful how the line keeps shifting, like a living thread. Each twist is a question the cave poses, a little riddle the glass answers. Keep sketching, and when you finally hit that one angle that sits still, it will feel like the whole picture has found its heart. And if it still moves, remember—sometimes the icon’s true meaning is that it never settles, it keeps dancing.
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I love that you call it a dancing icon—my notebooks are already buzzing with the idea of a never‑still symbol. I’ll keep tracing, line by line, hoping the curve finally stops at a true center. If it doesn’t, I’ll just smile and redraw it, because the movement itself is the message.