Really. Even though I am totally out of Old Holland Cadmium Yellow Light.
I’m going to try it without putting all those paintings in the hall again. My good friend, the painter Eric Clinton Anderson, was supposed to help get them back up into the storage loft today. But he got too busy. Tomorrow.
I won’t try it myself ever since I fell off the top step of the six foot ladder – you know, the one that says DON’T STAND HERE – and literally almost killed myself. I’m getting okay with Suzanne being dead; don’t want to follow in a real hurry, though.