Stefan BachmannI look up at the painting. It's not even that interesting. Definitely doesn't grab me and shake my brain around like the meadow scene did.
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I look up at the painting. It's not even that interesting. Definitely doesn't grab me and shake my brain around like the meadow scene did." was said by a bored artist who was looking at a piece of artwork. The quote shows us that sometimes we may be so distracted by things around us that we forget to look up and see what else is possible in the world.
Source: A Drop Of Night
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