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That reminds me that my dad used to encourage me in my youth artistic
endeavours. Once I decided to learn to paint, oil, brushes, frames and
all. There goes my old man and brings home the full painter's kit. For
some reason I can't understand even now, I never touched it.
I can't really say whatever happened, certainly it was not my intention
to piss off my father. Perhaps I was too much overwhelmed by the task... :(
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