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           Asamatteroffact,Inearlyaskedyounottobringthisround.ButthenIthought-...there’sasortofeagernessaboutyou.You’dsurvive.

           Youknewtheywouldn’tbeanygood,Isaid.

           Iexpectedjustaboutthis.Shallweforgetyoubroughtthem?ButIknewhewaschallengingme.

           Isaid,tellmeindetailwhatiswrongwiththis.AndIgavehimoneofthestreetscenes.

           Hesaid,it’squitegraphic,wellcomposed,Ican’ttellyoudetails.Butit’snotlivingart.It’snotalimbofyourbody.Idon’texpectyoutounderstandthisatyourage.Itcan’tbetaughtyou.Youeitherhaveitoneday,oryoudon’t.They’reteachingyoutoexpresspersonalityattheSlade—personalityingeneral.Buthowevergoodyougetattranslatingpersonalityintolineorpaintit’snogoifyourpersonalityisn’tworthtranslating.It’sallluck.Purehazard.

           Hespokeinfitsandstarts.Andtherewasasilence.Isaid,shallItearthemup?andhesaid,nowyou’rebeinghysterical.

           Isaid,I’vegotsomuchtolearn.

           Hegotupandsaid,Ithinkyou’vegotsomethinginyou.Idon’tknow.Womenveryrarelyhave.Imeanmostwomenjustwanttobegoodatsomething,they’vegotgood-atminds,andtheymeandeftnessandaflairandgoodtasteandwhatnot.Theycan’teverunderstandthatifyourdesireistogotothefurthestlimitsofyourselfthentheactualformyourarttakesdoesn’tseemimportanttoyou.Whetheryouusewordsorpaintorsounds.Whatyouwill.

           Isaid,goon.