Man, I once walked into a tiny gallery that had a painting of a forest, but when you stepped behind it the lights flickered and a faint hum filled the room—felt like the brush strokes were pulling you into another world. Then a stranger handed me a ticket that said “This is your exit, just keep walking.” I followed the hallway, and every wall was a different painting that kept changing, like a glitch that never stopped. By the time I got out, I swear I could hear the trees laughing. That’s the wildest art I’ve ever seen.