I love Tretchikoff's work. I fleeting loved his grand daughter. I own some of his old vinyl LP's. And I teased his beloved dogs. He was a grumpy old shit and never acknowledged my presence. Yet there is something about his kitsch that I find intriguing. The man was born in Borat's country - doesn't that explain all? RIP.
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I love his work. Great shading and line quality.
And colour.
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