Monday, October 15, 2018
It's easy to look upon a man's work and call it ludicrous. It's just about the easiest thing to do. Being a critic of someone is just the human element coming out where there is no understanding. Often times, in the instance of reading a book or going deep in the analysis of someone's painting, it takes two or three good go-over's before any understanding can be had. Once understood, the reader or looker may not like what they read or see. But at the very least he or she will understand why they don't like it... and maybe sometime down the road their understandings may differ in some strange way to make them read it again or take one more good, long gander at that wavy landscape.
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