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  1. adityaMarch 1, 2010 at 1:59 AM

    I love the last painting ..

    For the sake of irony .. am listening to Sink the Pink as i comment here.

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  2. adityaMarch 1, 2010 at 2:20 AM

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  3. SoumitJanuary 3, 2011 at 10:19 AM

    really love that last one....can I ask you what you use for painting?? I mean have you made these paintings on a paper or do you paint on canvas or is it something else??

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  4. KirtiApril 12, 2011 at 1:53 AM

    @soumit, thankew ..its just paper n i had no colors so its my fountain pen...
    @aditya ...thankew... but i didn't get u 'sink the pink'?

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