Art in the Vineyards: The di Rosa Preserve

Art can be joyous or tedious. I have spent days dutifully wandering the Louvre, through galleries of lookalike paintings appealing only to obsessed scholars. I have zoomed through rooms of black canvasses and blue dots, gazed at objects I am supposed to appreciate that I do not understand, that I am apparently not supposed to understand because by understanding I would miss the point of the work, which is not supposed to have a point. MORE

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