Since meeting Wendy I've been to more than my fair share of museums and art shows. While I learned to appreciate the cheese, wine, and the occasional hipster microbrew, I sometimes found it difficult to appreciate the actual art. My inner voice would challenge the actual craftsmanship put into each piece rather than just allowing myself to enjoy it. If it looked like something that might have been done on accident, I dismissed it (still do to an extent). If it looked too simple to accomplish it was boring. This eventually led to the common belief that the other parts of the gallery were sometimes better than the "art" being displayed. Some of you have heard me as I was sure to point out the mastery that went into each light switch. "The intricate detail and realism that the artist who creates these fire extinguishers mounted in the walls is amazing," I would proclaim. I even recognized the spectacular utilitarian qualities of the drinking fountains - "I think this is the same person that does those beautifully sculpted door hinges but I just can't remember their name."
Don't take this wrong, I do actually enjoy a lot of art but I've got my standards. However skewed they may be...
~Curtis
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