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=== Assistant: Hey René! ===
Hey René! Yeah… Portinari’s story is kind of heartbreakingly poetic in that “artist consumed by his craft” way — except not romantic at all once you realize the chemistry behind it.

Here’s the low-down in human terms:

Portinari was indeed poisoned by his own materials.
More precisely: he developed chronic lead poisoning after decades of working with lead-based pigments. Many of the blues, whites, greens, and earth tones he used in the mid-20th century were loaded with lead carbonate or lead chromate. And Portinari loved large murals — meaning huge surface areas, heavy pigment use, lots of dust, lots of inhalation.

A few points that make the tragedy even sharper:

===== He was known for pushing himself physically, painting gigantic frescoes and panels for hours without ventilation, gloves, or masks. Chronic headaches, stomach problems, and anemia were already haunting him in the 1950s. =====

===== Lead doesn’t leave the body easily. It gets stored in bones, slowly leaches into the bloodstream, and quietly damages organs over decades. Portinari ignored doctors for years because he refused to stop painting. =====

===== By the early 1960s, his lead levels were so high that doctors begged him to stop painting for good. But he kept working — even on hospital visits he’d sketch. =====
He died in 1962 at age 58, very likely from complications of lead intoxication (especially heart and kidney damage).

===== A lot of modernists paid this price. Before 1970s regulations, paint studios were basically slow-motion chemical hazards. Think cadmium, chromium, arsenic, lead… a rainbow of poisons. =====

===== He painted poverty, injustice, child labor — and in the end, he himself was a victim of an industrial hazard that wasn’t taken seriously at the time. =====

If you want, I can go deeper into:
* which pigments in his palette were most dangerous
* how chronic lead poisoning manifests (symptoms, organ damage)
* how common this was among early 20th-century artists
* or even the weird cultural symbolism of “artists dying from their art”

Just tell me what vibe you’re going for.