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It was the eyes that did it. [timid giggle] I liked the way he painted eyes and he liked mine.

— Margaret Keane

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He can't paint eyes. He couldn't learn to paint at all.

I lost all respect for him and myself, and lived in a nightmare.

I still paint sad children, because there's sadness in the world, but they have hope, and I have hope.

M, you see, is four, and D is four too, and H is eight, and four and four and eight are sixteen, which is made up of one and six, which make seven—my number.

I finally got to the point where I decided I don't care if it's good art or bad art, it's what I do. I enjoy doing it, and people like it.

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