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February 28, 2008 at 6:56 pm | Posted in pictures | 10 Comments
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You know, my dear, looking out from the balcony over the roughpebbled beach to the grey Northern winter, European landscape painters squabbled for decades about why they couldn’t paint landscapes that looked like Australia while selling their secondrate paintings back here in England at exhorbitant prices to the ill informed, then came a generation of Impressionists, he said turning to her like sunonhead looking for a quick smile, who realised a different quality of light,

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