Art and Story

I haven’t been to an art museum in quite a while. I used to go all the time. The only reason I went today was because there was such a long line at the Smith bulb show (my original destination). It’s not the Met or the MFA, but the Smith art museum—half a mile from my house—is a gem.

As I wandered through the galleries (I’m afraid my penchant is for the older works), I was struck by something I’d never really thought of before. No doubt it’s pretty obvious to anyone who knows anything about a...