There is always a tune going round in my brain prompted by some memory of a time and place which resonates only for me. It grows into something more substantial when the images become transposed onto canvas.
Darn that dream; 'Round midnight; All the things you are; Reasons to be cheerful; are just some of the many paintings that began in this way. The pictures have long been sold and belong to other people now.
I wonder what they see when they look at them?
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