The sound of waves swirls through the blue sky; as waterfalls brush against the dark green rocks. With a tranquil mind, I always come alone, listening carefully, I never feel satiated. Listening to the ethereal sounds and the heavenly wind cleanses away worldly thoughts. One should know that I, a rustic old man, have left traces of them in my paintings. Dai Benxiao (Chinese, 1621–1693) @ The Metropolitan Museum of Art