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Repost of one of my favourites…

As a an artist, I should be loving all of my works equally … they are all my babies, fruit of my imagination…. yet,¬† a few amongst them hold a special place in my heart. After many¬† months I squeezed up some time to read….and I think these lines better explain my painting here…

” How familiar
it feels to feel strange, hollower
than a bassoon.”
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