She once told me about her music lessons with Rudolf Guilliani, and how his voice was like the larks, the larks, oh yes, it was lark like was Guilliani's voice. This painting is by no means, really, a symbolic representation of anything Larkish or Guillianiesque. I think, rather, when I behold it's purples and blues, that I was thinking of buttocks.
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