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and then, one day, he loses it.
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Loses the structure, loses the sense of it.
You lose the painting.
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I remembered asking my kids'
second-grade teacher:
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"Why are all your students geniuses?"
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Look at the first grade - blotches of green
and black. The third grade - camouflage.
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But your grade, the second grade...
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Matisses, every one.
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You've made my child a Matisse.
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Let me study with you.
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Let me into the second grade.
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What is your secret?
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I don't have any secret. I just know when
to take their drawings away from them.
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I dreamt of colour.
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I dreamt of our son's pink shirt.
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I dreamt of pinks and yellows.
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And the new Van Gogh
the Museum of Modern Art got.
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And the irises that sold for $53.9 million.
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And, wishing a Van Gogh was mine,
I looked at my English hand-lasted shoes,
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and thought of Van Gogh's tragic shoes,
and remembered me as I was -
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a painter losing a painting.
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So. This morning.
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I sat in the kitchen, happily doing
the crossword puzzle in ink.
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Everybody does it in ink.
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I've never met one person
who didn't say they didn't do it in ink.
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I sat there happily doing the puzzle.
I looked at the time. It was nearly seven.
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And Paul had to meet his father,
and I didn't want him to be late.
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(groaning)
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Paul?
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- Paul?
- (groaning)
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Paul, are you OK?
:39:51
Paul?
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What the fuck's goin' on here?
Who the fuck are you?
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Flan!