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Their movement demands enormous patience with a minuscule paintbrush. The man who wields it - the man who, when he dies amid the exotic, malarial luminosity of Rome's environs, will not yet have finished this painting - we see in profile, bent over an easel bearing a diminutive canvas; one grander, perhaps, for its minuteness, as though it were the last redoubt of color.