I was sitting in a sun-drenched cafe in Montmartre last spring, trying to sketch a new palette of ochre and dusty rose, when I realized my charcoal pencil had been…
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I was sitting in a dimly lit bistro in Montmartre last spring, the air thick with the scent of espresso and the rhythmic, soulful improvisation of a live bebop quartet,…