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I was watching an artist at work. He was a street vendor creating works of art while a small crowd gathered to appreciate his talent. Using spray paints and stencils he added layer after layer of paint to then scrape and manipulate the surface to reveal the colours (spelt the English way before the spelling detectives get on my case) beneath mixing and merging. Working from a picture in his head this artist created birds, trees, dolphins and many other wonderful images, his abstract, simple but intensely complex approach was a skill he made seem easy but was obviously a natural talent. His work may never be given the privilege of hanging in a famous gallery along side De Vinci, Constable or Picasso but it had to be equal in skill and complexity to their work, just created in a different time and only appreciated by the people passing on the street. Maybe when this artist is dead and his work lives on his talent will be noticed. It is sad but true that so many artists, musicians and authors are not noticed or fully appreciated while they are living. Musical compositions, paintings and books are revered after their creator has died. So why do so many people toil away the hours creating, inventing and manipulating paints, music and words for the appreciation of the few?
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