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Because the children are yawning and the snow is coming and Frank O’Hara is so cool and I really do sometimes wish I was a painter, I recommend reading Why I Am Not A Painter. While you’re at it, why not ponder whether Van Gogh’s madness was really caused by lead poisoning from sticking his paint brushes in his mouth…or something less tangible – like rejection. Or genius.

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