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In the eye of the beholder

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When I was 14 years old, my family visited the New York Metropolitan Museum of Art. Decades later, I remember several of the masterpieces hanging on the walls, particularly one that I did not like and could not determine why it was considered worthy of display in the renowned museum. It was a painting, a huge canvas painted in institutional green (the same color as mint flavored Crest toothpaste...