I consider myself by no means an art expert. When it comes to what most people call “art” — painting, photography, sculpture, the occasional interactive exhibit — I tend to err on the side of “yeah, I just like the way I feel when I’m in the presence of that art/I don’t like the way that art makes me feel” and that’s where I land when it comes to fillin…
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