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I am reminded of Matisse every day at the moment.
I was given the calendar from his last show at Tate Modern so there in the corner of my eye is always one of his images.
One thing that strikes me time and again is the graphic strength of his work.

By the time he was doing his cut outs he was tired, unwell, nearing the end.
And yet these works sear you.

Here is a man determined in his vision. He is sure of what he has to say and almost comforts you with his belief.

This is a comfort I choose to accept.

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