Exactly what they expect from it.
I remember opening this painting and being absolutely frozen. I stood in front of it, completely speechless, unable to get enough of the smell of fresh oil paint. The lady in the painting held me—not even with a look, but with some otherworldly energy. Several black, wide brushstrokes on a white canvas, yet you become a hostage. No sound, no feeling, just a silent universe.
What is the right art for you? The one you feel a connection with. The one that speaks to you or listens to your inner voices.
And then there’s the investment. But that’s another story. 😉