i know my value.

PSA: DON’T USE FLASH!!!! TO TAKE PHOTOS!!!!! IN MUSEUMS OR GALLERIES!!!!!!!

how it damages the painting is what I will now explain since OP just went on a rant but didn’t explain why it’s bad for paintings. Older paintings especially but also newer ones. Have you ever wandered why museum lighting is filtered into a dull yellow? Why it seems to be so dark but you don’t really pay it any mind until you step outside and you are instantly blinded by the sun?

I am retired museum staff, and I also approve this message!

“how will i explain gay couples to my children”

Perrin began walking to check on the supply carts, but something small struck him softly on the back of the head. He froze, turning, scanning the forest behind him. To the right, it stood brown and dead; to his left, the tree cover dwindled. He couldn’t seen anyone. Have I been pushing myself too hard? he wondered, rubbing his head as he turned to continue walking. Imagining things that— Another little strike on the back of his head. He spun and caught sight of something dropping to the grass. Frowning, he knelt down and picked it up. An acorn. Another one smacked him in the forehead. It had come from the forest. Perrin growled and strode into the trees. One of the camp’s few children, perhaps? Ahead was a large oak tree; the trunk thick and wide enough to hide someone. Once he grew close, he hesitated. Was this some kind of trap? He laid his hand on his hammer and inched forward. The tree was downwind, and he couldn’t catch the scent of— A hand suddenly jutted out from behind the trunk, holding a brown sack. “I caught a badger,” a familiar voice said. “Want to let it go on the village green?”