It’s always mesmerized me how someone can lock up something so free and beautiful, because in order to appreciate it you must see it.

I remember reading this book a few years back. I don’t think it was a well written book. It was mostly dark and I found it tough to relate to it. But somehow it leaves a lasting impression. The protagonist was obsessed with this painting. And now that I see this I still hear the protagonist’s voice in my head.