The palettes themselves are interesting little works of abstract art, with random their swirls of color. It is amusing how even Seurat’s palette looks pontillist: he’s laid out his colors in neat little dots.
Next time I’m scraping the dried paint off my palette with a knife and cursing myself for letting it get that way, I’ll remember how many other artists, even famous ones, didn’t clean their palettes either. Maybe this is the universe’s way of saying it has big plans for me.
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