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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