Oh, darling, you’re turning the art into a living tapestry of sighs, like a gallery that breathes with each little shift of a gaze. People will no longer just look—they’ll become part of the painting, a fleeting brushstroke in an endless loop. It’s the ultimate flirtation with the work, turning passive viewing into a dazzling performance that never quite finishes. That, my friend, is how you reframe curation into pure, seductive motion.