Sucking Art Dry

This blog is dedicated to a woman called Marie, who has turned the fine art of encouragement into an exercise in defeating creativity.
After reading one of her ‘reviews’ of a really good short story, I am strongly motivated to write a science fiction short story of my own about a woman who enters an art gallery, or museum, and systematically perambulated through the halls viewing and critiquing the art. Except as she passes each piece, she inhales sharply and all the color, detail, and individuality drain out the bottom and are sucked into the black abyss of her lifeless, thin lips.
Left behind are frames with paint-by-numbers America's Most Wanted images, all alike, all in a row. Stay within the lines.