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Kevin: I painted this because I felt like the play was about life. Life is full of colour, and we each get to come along and we add our own our own colour to the painting. And even though it’s not very big, the painting, we have to figure that it goes on forever in each direction, to infinity. Cause that’s kinda like life. It’s really crazy if you think about it isn’t it, that a hundred years ago some guy that I never met came to this country with a suitcase. He has a son, who has a son, who has me. So at first when I was painting I was thinking maybe up here was that guy’s part of the painting, and down here that’s my part of the painting. And then I started thinking what if we’re all in the painting everywhere. What if we’re in the painting before we’re born, what if we’re in it after we die? And these colours that we keep adding, what if they keep on getting added on top of one another until eventually we’re not even different colours any more? We’re just one thing, one painting. My dad, he’s not with us anymore, he’s not alive but he’s with us. He’s with me everyday. It all sort of fits somehow, even if you don’t understand how yet. People will die in our lives, people that we love. In the future, maybe tomorrow, maybe years from now. It’s kinda beautiful if you think about it, the fact that just because someone dies and you can’t see them or talk to them anymore, doesn’t mean they’re not in the painting. I think that maybe that’s the point of the whole thing. There is no dying, there’s no you or me or them. There’s just us.