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John Constable

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I know very well what I am about, & that my skies have not been neglected, though they often failed in execution — and often, no doubt, from an over-anxiety about them — which will alone destroy that easy appearance which nature always has — in all her movements.
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Letter to Rev. John Fisher (23 October 1821), from John Constable's Correspondence, part 6, pp. 76-78

 
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