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My loosest painting, and in some ways still my favorite, was done after I'd consumed a couple of glasses of wine. I was working a "real" job in Philadelphia and the company had an after-work party.
It was the evening I was supposed to go to a class I was taking at the Philadelphia Academy of Art. Having those two glasses of wine and knowing I was working on a still life that was only going to be set up for one session definitely caused me to paint with abandon.
I suppose the wine contributed some "liquid courage" that gave me more confidence in my eye and hand that evening too.
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