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Color Soaked Dreams
My love affair with color started young. Like most kids, I loved the vividness of colors and spent hours and hours getting my hand dirty. As I grew into an adolescent, the allure of paint was heady. On my 10th birthday, my father bought me a shiny new box containing 6 pots of the most beautiful poster colors I had ever seen. A simple brush and a mixing pallette. I remember opening the box and inhaling the pungent odor of the viscous paints. Red, blue, green, yellow, brown, black and white.
