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The Artists Last Stroke

The Artists last self portrait How do you know when somethings finished some say I can't paint like I used to but they're right about that these days I paint better! The looking glass and the self portraits there now the texture of an ageing skin and there were always some who said I was getting in my paintings closer to what it was to be a human being maybe that's all ugly and old my face all hills and valleys lines and blemishes its perfect! All around me the artist my work and life in pictures all his achievements and failures You can't know when you are working on your last painting but perhaps you maybe have a faint feeling that it just might be your last How do you know when somethings finished well it creeps up on you you think there is hours of work to do and then the brush lifts from the last stroke and you take two steps back and there its finished your whole life!

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