I'm not going to say some genious words about him that you have never heard. he doesn't say anything new. but I stumbled upon this video and again caught myself wondering how home-like he looks. and I think it’s not the adidas-effect. it's something about the whole setting, about his calm voice and the peaceful intonation with which he discusses difficult topics. it's all about his movements, gestures, disheveled hair, as if he had just peeled off his face from the pillow. but what captures me the most from time to time is his facial expressions (which, frankly, I consider to be a piece of art in some way). the spectrum of his smiles, a dozen small wrinkles scattering around his eyes, the way he raises his eyebrows when he is interested in a topic, how he looks away, pondering the next phrase in his head, blinks quickly or, conversely, slowly closes his huge brown eyes, radiating confidence and serenity, frowns and then a fold of thoughtfulness and seriousness appears between the eyebrows, with which he refers to the issue. And also the way he plays with his voice, lowering to a muffled wheeze, then soaring up to high notes. he so carefully makes sound accents, raising the volume of his voice, then diving down to an almost intimate whisper. All this set of tiny details unique to him makes him kind of cozy and warm that I can feel it through the laptop screen. As if he is entirely a living embodiment of his reasoning about vulnerability and openness.
Probably, this all looks like some kind of praising ode, but I, however, sometimes so strongly fascinated and admired by his existence alone, as an integral personality with a set of a million most comfortably coexisting traits and details, that sometimes I cannot believe he is at all real, not just a picture on YouTube.
