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Updated: Nov 2, 2020

Writing by Albertine Clarke. Illustration by Antonia Popescu.

His grandfather made violins. 

He says it taught him patience, 

Craft: the dignity of handmade things. 

He left one unfinished, when he died. 

It sits beneath his paintings 

The wood is curved and tight. 

He likes to touch it and recall 

The bungalow with beige carpets

And postcards from Vienna framed in the hall

The light is yellow with afternoon sun 

He shows me the last violin, 

Next to it, a pencil sketch he’s done. 

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