Walking into the Art Gallery of Ontario last Saturday, I was abuzz with anticipation. The lobby was packed, a winding line of bodies culminating in the shapeless crowd that reached almost all the way to the front doors. Luckily, I had been advised to purchase my ticket ahead of time and so moved forward. “Are you here for Mystical Landscapes?” a smiling AGO employee asked, seeming to already know my answer. “Right this way, up to the second floor.” I followed a line of other art enthusiasts up the museum stairs, guided by large signs that directed me toward my destination. For the last few weeks I had been looking…