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Overwhelmed by sights and sounds never experienced before the first day in the city, I remember mine and Los Angeles, on our way from a small town to visit relatives on their little farm for horses in Canoga Park. But it was all that incoming stimuli looking out the window at 5. At 6, i found myself trying to depict landscapes of things I saw on the highway. At 10 I made my first oil painting. From even then it became obvious the landscapes I preferred to paint were of populated areas.