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  • This is an aboriginal painting that tells a story. Aboriginal art is one of the oldest forms in the world and one of the last to be "discovered" by who, I do not know. I admired its beauty while it hung in a gallery the day after I met an intoxicated aboriginal man on the street. He had a beautifully sad face, so much color and depth I wanted to hug him, but I felt his unresolved anger. I think of him often.

    The irony is that the painting is confined in the same way that he and his people have been for decades. Why was he left to fend?
    Roaming the streets homeless in his homeland.

    Yet this painting sits comfortably, priced, waiting to be sold.
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