1) artworks you have ruined with personal associations:

He wanted things to add up, but they didn’t.
Some were less, and some were more.

The parallel life his father had always sensed, shimmering just out of reach, riding a limitless cusp of possibility that never materialized.

Brick painted the color of brick, an object turned into a sign.

Although he had longed for it, after retiring from teaching and moving to a house in the woods, he became severely depressed. The diagnosis: loss of horizon.