He smiled “Well, I like to think so. But I perhaps might be biased seeing as I have more then a few pieces hanging on the walls.” He admitted with a sly smile “Sadly I don’t have anything in Plaka at the moment, well, besides the pieces in my flat.” And his flat was littered in art, painting hanging on every vertical surface, tubes of paint and paint brushes on every flat surface and the spare space covered in old sketches.