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July 21, 2005
The tin o’ paint
There can be few better things than opening a new tin of paint, picking up a large spatula and scooping out a thick dollop of gorgeousness. The smell of the linseed oil, the sound of the schticking schlurping sucking paint as I mix it across the palette, the pure intensity of colour. And the consistency: like butter-cream.
Posted by john at July 21, 2005 05:19 PM
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