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I have fond memories of eating flan...I've eaten it on train trips and on painting excursions in many parts of France. It was only after I finished this painting that I realized why I was so drawn to this subject - painting it connected me unconsciously to so many of those happy memories. [...]

It was as if she had just walked out of the room - easels, paint brushes in cans and jars, and palettes with paint on them were there to see. I stayed in Valadon's studio long enough to do some sketching. [...]