You walk through the exhibition.
You see a series of beautiful photographs.
You read the corresponding, somewhat didactic texts.
You engage with the work.
To your surprise, you enjoy the work.
The beauty of the images.
Then you see this:
Pity. I was enjoying the work until then.
As the old adage goes: a picture is worth a 1,000 words.
Didacticism is worth 1: yawn.