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That was my thought, as well - how could Freud's easel be so pristine, yet everything else be completely and thoroughly covered?
I remember a photo Nicolas Uribe once posted - it was of him sitting at his easel - he and his wife were getting ready to go out for the evening, but he felt compelled to work on his painting while she was still getting ready. Rather than get paint on his slacks, he slipped them off and was painting in his shorts, socks, dress shoes, etc.
I try to keep myself from slinging paint, since my studio is in my basement. I want to keep the art materials where they belong, and not track anything into my house.
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