Mavis Ros's Reviews > Behind the Canvas

“Well...how to describe it?” The boy paced back and forth within the frame. “You go to a museum and see paintings on the wall. And to you, they appear static—people and creatures and places all frozen, never changing. But what if I told you that every painting ever created over the last five hundred years lives, here in the world behind the canvas.”

That ending.... is kind of bittersweet.