I too visited Albert Dorne when I was about twelve years old around 1950. My father, Dick Schroeder, knew him through his critiques of The Famous Artist’s Course and took me along to his studio. I assume it was the same studio as Dave Broad visited, but I don’t remember what it looked like. What I do remember is that my father asked Albert if he was still painting (meaning ‘fine art’). Albert said, “Hell yes, Dick.” “Art is like f — ing; once you start you can’t stop.” My father turned beet red.