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Just plain terrific, Bill. You're right about the guards, hands behind your back, and a-l-m-o-s-t leaving a nose print here and there.
I remember once at the Denver Museum of Art, I was trying to get almost nose to nose with a Degas that was bolted to the wall, and behind glass. It was one of his old experiments on poster sized construction paper. He was known to use all sorts of caustic things in search of making interesting looking work. As I got closer and closer to the glass, so did the guard get closer to me. Finally, he approached and told me I had to get back. I asked why, and he told me they (the guards) had been informed that any undue touching or jostling might cause that cheap paper to crumble and fall into the bottom of the case that was bolted to the wall. It hit me right there that if I ever happened to paint a masterpiece, someone would figure out how to preserve and care for it. That's when I switched to panels. I make my own, and for the sizes I use most of the time, I figure I have around fifty to seventy-five cents apiece in them . . . it allows me to paint with great financial abandon.
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