Last week, I wrote about the power of context in my post, "
Masterpiece in the Subway, Trash in the Museum."
DC writes with an anecdote that supports the theory:
Years ago I heard about a psychology study (maybe in LA or San Francisco)
in a big city. They left an abandoned car on a city street for a couple of
weeks. Nothing happened. Then they cracked one window. Within hours the car
was stripped.
I try to remember that in my life to make sure I am caring for myself and
things (like paintings) with respect - since that it likely to be echoed back to
me.
DC