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Beginning?

Why did I start painting?
Maybe I missed the warmth, the flavour of home, the individuality and intensity of colours and sensations.
Or maybe I fancied Kate Moss (do you remember her?) and, as I could not have either her or the dream, I painted her.
Several years later, I am still painting.
Maybe I have never stopped fancying Kate, and, as both her and the dream are still out of my reach, I paint everything but her.
Ultimately, I paint because I want to paint.
Or, perhaps, I may not.

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