I have to tell you that I don't understand the allure of 3D paintings. Is it me? These people and these people love them.

I mean, I get that they make neat stages for future photographs. But what about actually being there with one? Wouldn't that be weirdly unimpressive? It is entirely possible that I am not imagining this properly. Can anybody tell me about this? I have not myself been party to (part of, I guess) a 3D painting in the (attenuated) flesh.

Thanks for the tip, Deborah.