
My first art teacher, Thomas Acheson Junior, was an excellent instructor but decidely not a painter in his own right. Lucy's work on display at Madge Smith's place was a revelation in terms of her unstudied style. Those were of course, pre-photo days(no colour film and no cameras worthy of the name). In those prehistoric times no one would ever care to be described as a "photo-realist" In point of fact, Tom had always cautioned that the "fag-ends" were important since paintings should always leave something to the imagination.
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