I love looking at sculpture, but there's some sort of spell that's broken with it.
Money issue looms so large in art now. And it has absolutely nothing to do with art.
I think you do kind of slip into a trance when you look at a painting. At least I do.
I think that time moves slower in painting. And maybe that accounts for a lot of the anxiety around painting in the last 40 or 50 years.
There's art that I think is pretty silly, but it doesn't get under my skin like it used to.
I remember looking at books when I was in high school, but I don't think I really stood in front of a genuine painting or sculpture until I was out of high school.