Ever see a person or a piece of art and recognize it as something you wrote in a book? This just happened to me (again) upon seeing Jean-Joseph Carriès Le Grenouillard, The Frog Man:
I stared at it for a long, long time all the while thinking, “That belongs in Graus Claude’s office. Possibly his mirror…”)
Have you had that experience of art imitating life imitating art? Cool or freaky? Share & decide!