When I was an art student, I used to go to the campus bookstore and scan the shelves. There — among the heart-quickening stock of art supplies — was a selection of required reading for various courses taught at the college. Those selections became an easy way to discover new concepts and ideas, incidentally curated by respected faculty.

Whose lists do you read? Whose endorsements do you trust? To whose recommendations are you listening?

It matters which curators you choose.

Over time, your choices will paint the landscape of your reality.