One day I was looking at The Eruption of Mt. Vesuvius and I thought "Well, that's nice and all, but it hasn't got a big cat in it." And so I set out to remedy this problem. The second inspiration I had was from one of my own cats. You see, I have giant Lego model of the Tower Bridge in London for a mantelpiece in the living room of my house because it's so great. My cat also thinks it's great, and we all know cats show their admiration by attacking things. For instance, my cat really admires feet, and everything on my mother's desk, and plastic milk rings, and laser pointers, and the strings on my hoodie, and, of course, the Lego Tower Bridge. One day I caught her with a taxi in her mouth, rubble and detached bridge pylons in her wake, and thus my idea was born. The painting slowly progressed from being a river, then a river with a town, then a river with a town and a bridge, and then things started getting weird when people appeared on the bridge, running from seemingly nothing. And then I added a giant cat attacking the city and everything made perfect sense.
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