https://www.nytimes.com/2021/12/26/obituaries/wayne-thiebaud-dead.html
During his last years, he continued to play an improbably deft and crafty game of tennis and to paint. At 100, he was still out on the court, occasionally calling friends, working on new themes: he had met some clowns when he was a boy hawking newspapers to customers attending the circus, he said. The memory of those encounters stuck with him.
“It has never ceased to thrill and amaze me,” he said, “the magic of what happens when you put one bit of paint next to another.
“I wake up every morning and paint,” he added. “I’ll be damned but I just can’t stop.”
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