You see one painting, I see another, the art book puts it at another remove still, the lady buying the greeting card at the museum gift shop sees something else entire, and that's not even to mention the people separated from us by time-four hundred years before us, four hundred years after we're gone-it'll never strike anybody the same way and the great majority of people it'll never strike in any deep way at all but-a really great painting is fluid enough to work its way into the mind and heart through all kinds of different angles, in ways that are unique and very particular. Yours, yours. I was painted for you.
( Donna Tartt )
[ The Goldfinch ]
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