Shadow of Rembrandt

I follow Rembrandt from world to world Some are internal, others are beyond my grasp. His antics and ideas open my mind to possibilities. We are painting, creating, inventing. He is a whirlwind of activity, by himself. I have never met such a person. Not only a Renaissance man, but a poet, an author, a painter. He is an inventor, a philosopher, a philanderer. What? I had not known this. I discreetly avoid his eyes. Then I tell him about cell phones, and he lights up. Alive and ready to begin something new.