Good Morning !

I am sitting on a porch in the town of Franklin --
about 160 miles from N.Y. I think. I slept well in a peculiar
house and am ready for another day.

I waked as a very dark storm
was gathering over the mountains -- Watched it roll about for
some time --- then finally the rain came -- It is all wet everywhere
now -- 7 A.M. When that boy has shaved himself we will hunt some
breakfast and move on.

So far everything is alright except that I
forgot the pajama note. I fixed them all clean for you -- then
Dorothy and DeWalds phoning upset things

We went through Bethlehem and
Allentown yesterday -- rather different than any other towns I've
seen

I think I hear him coming

Last night was beautiful rolling country

Must go

A morning kiss to you

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Monday - 5 P.M. -- Ghost Ranch

Finally settled - half unpacked -- a nice bedroom --
good sized with a great big empty room -- with white walls next
to it -- all to myself -- a house that was just vacated -- all
for 25 a week -- garage for both cars that I can go to right
through the house -- It seems quite fantastic because last year
I paid almost twice as much for one room and no garage -- that
includes food and everything -- I'm much surprised and feel very
good about it --

-- A great big patio where I can sun bath --
porch on three sides of it -- wall under the porch is white --
a big pink rose bush sprawls over the ground on one side -- It is
very pretty and the strange blue flat topped mountain is directly
out in front -- It is lovely --

I did not write on the way -- was up at dawn and
soon on the road every day and traveled at night till I was tired
-- It took us exactly five days. It would have been less but the
car was a bit wrong as we couldn't drive very fast --

However it
all went very well -- Kansas and Missouri were hot -- in Kansas
we stopped and went to a hotel for a couple of hours in the
afternoon -- cleaned up -- cooled off and went on -- I only stopped
for lunch in Taos -- saw no one but McCauslands sister and her husband
at the hotel --

Stopped at Paul Jonas to leave the young man and get
my mail -- three letters from you -- none from the Lake yet. Had
the car fixed at Espanola while I spent the night at Maries --
Slept well -- All the trees and shrubs there have grown so much
the place seems very rich and elegant -- with peacocks and strange

duck and geese -- even raising quail this year. It was good seeing
Marie but I believe being up here is healthier -- she wanted me to
stay -- but this is more my kind of a place -- nothing fancy or rich
about it -- nothing much that they can get along without --

I must go to supper --

Will mail this if any one is going to town -- and
write more after supper --

A kiss to your funny face -- I think you would
like my house --

I hope you didn't get too tired getting to the
country

A soft little kiss to you --

SANTA FE JUN 25, 1936

Good Morning - Wednesday

I believe that when I wrote yesterday I said it
was Monday -- I had the days mixed.

I slept very well last night -- sat out alone looking at
the sky -- the stars came --

Went to bed early -- about nine --
was up at 5:30 -- it is now 20 to seven.

I've been looking all
around at everything -- in the house and out --
--put away more of
my things.

I sent that scrap of a letter off with the doctor last
night. He had come up to see Mr. Packs little boy who isn't well.

The road from here down to Espanola is awful -- they are
working on a long stretch of it --

Mr. Packs has a new wife -- married
about two weeks-- A very nice girl -- It all seems a good idea
and looks as if it would work --

--- I must tell you about Columbus -- The Museum there
was the only event of the trip out. We passed right by the door so
when I saw it we went in -- I introduced myself to a woman at the
desk after talking a little with her - a Mrs. Ford - she has a very
nice face. She told us to start the galleries going to the right.
The first room I went into was the Howald collection of Marins
--- I was much surprised as I thought they were in Toledo.

I marked

Sailboat in Harbor - red zigzags around it

The Grey Sea - 17 - a very lovely sort of unfinished
thing

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Impressions - 23 -- a bit like my gay one with
the little boat

Red Sun - 19 - Sea with a pink splash of a sun

An Impression -- it is a sail boat - something
like the becalmed sail boat you have.

They are very nicely presented and hung. It was very surprising and pleasant to come upon them -- The rest of the Howald collection followed -- 28 Delluths - some very good ones. A good many Sheolers -- they looked very well also. Really a very nice collection he has left. It is the better part of the Museum -

Benson and some one else have written Columbus for 6 of their Marins for the Museum Show -- These are other important ones than the ones I have mentioned but to me they seemed to duplicate things you have already chosen.

I met Mr. Adams the director -- had lunch with him. It was very pleasant. He asked why Howald had bought nothing of mine. I told him. I suggested that they buy another later Dove or a group of his sketches. They will have money from Howald in a year or so. He said something about getting something of mine -- It seemed to be two or three hours well spent.

Since I sit here writing there has been a little rain -- it smells and feels so fresh with the dryness here.

I am trying to keep a bit quiet today. I don't feel tired but I am so excited over being here I want to do all sorts of things that I know are too much for the first few days.

My house is lovely -- my things all unpacked except stretchers and canvas. I'm going at that next.

Everyone is away on some sort of pack trip - No one about but Arthur Pack and his new wife

## Friday afternoon --

Two nights and a day have gone. I would
have written last night but I had neither ink nor pencil - I have
only poked about looking for things -- tried my pastels this
morning -- it was only a vague start.

I slept too long to get the
early start I had planned -- went to look at the garden -- Last
night after supper walked up to the swimming pool -- it looks very
strange and mechanical up there amidst the wild handsome colored
rocks --

There were rain clouds all about -- seeming to come from
every direction so I hurried home and went to bed early again.

I had
gone out in the middle of the afternoon - in the car - to look at what
I might do -

Of course I picked some flowers -- some strange dry
looking sun flowers and some very queer leaves-- big roundish
silvery things I never saw before --

It is hot -- the sun very bright
and dazzling --

indoors it is alright -

I have a lovely pink rose that I just picked out in
the patio -- The place is as dry as a bone except along the edge
where a few roses linger from when the pakos lived here I guess
--- There is really nothing to write -- only four or five other
people here besides myself ---

Many expected before the 4th.

There has been much excitement over the best
stallion. He got into the chicken feed -- ate too much and has
been very sick -- a quivering bit of horse flesh with burlap tied

around his ankles standing in a puddle of water -- Pete hovering
around him and every one not busy looking on.

Pete is half indian -
was working for Mable first year I was up there -- different from
white men --

Later -- 6 P.M.

I guess I'm childish -- the men came over
to irrigate the garden and I've been out there digging little
irrigation ditches around neglected looking little plants and trees
and shrubs -- Just fun to make the water run where you want it --

Guess I'm foolish -- but I liked it -- sun and heat
and everything

Must go to supper --- and mail this

A kiss to you

I'm hoping there will be word from you when I get over
to the main house. Kay went for mail this morning --

Sunday afternoon ---

I came from lunch and went to sleep --

Was up a little after 5 --- Through with breakfast and all settled
before 8 - out in front of some red hills with the flat topped blue
mountain in the distance -- tried the pastelles again --

I wish

they didn't hurt my hands as they do -- it takes the skin right off
the ends of my fingers --- I did better today --- Found a perfect
little deers head hanging up in the rafters here --- I'll have to
do something about that --- it is unusually fine. Of course I'll
probably be asking to take it along.

It is grey this afternoon -- grey and
still -- thunder in the far away but no rain -- Having this
house alone I can go about with very few clothes on -- that is a
comfort --

Last night Archie the gardner brought over and planted
in my patio some big sun flowers and some pale blue morning glories.
I hope they grow and bloom -- and that the antelope don't jump over
the fence and eat them. Orvall came over too to see about the
water and Ted the carpenter -- a huge blue eyed fellow who has
built everything on the place -- Kaye -- Mr. Packs secretary was
here too. You would have laughed to see them all sitting in a row
down the middle of my little piece of walk. They are a great lot
-- work very hard and have a very good time together

Think I'll get some canvas stretched this

afternoon

Wonder how you are. My mail is a long time getting here --
It is a bit complicated. I'll go down and see about it Monday if it
doesn't get here by then --

A kiss to you --

SANTA FE JUN 29, 1936

Sunday night --

Last night I rode for the first time -- only a
little way so it would not make me stiff --

That way you get up into
places that you can't go any other way unless you walk a great deal --

Today I wasn't very smart -- didn't get at much of anything
--- Drawing out in the patio -- the house is horse shoe shaped --
the patio the space of ground open to the world on just one side --
porch on the other three sides

(drawing of horse shoe)

south -- I was sitting out
there drawing -- heard an air plane circling overhead -- looked up
and could tell by the color that it wasn't Mr. Pack -- in a little
while it landed and taxied right up in front of my door -- a man
and a little boy got out -- he introduced himself as Dr. Cook from
Albaquirke -- said he came up thinking it might be cooler and wanted
to go fishing -- Pete came rushing up in a ranch car to see who
it was -- the landing field is right out in front of my house --
some one always rushes over to see who it is and what they want
when a plane lands -- It was 10 A.M. -- by 4 P.M. he had been
fishing -- they got some fish and both fell in the water -- and
got into the plane and were off -- It seemed a bit queer -- good
for him and bad for the fish

I went on a picnic with Kay and the Pack children
and three others this afternoon late -- cooked steak and onions
and such things --

I had six or eight letters from you last night
--- It was good to hear about everything

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I wonder if I told you that I listened in on the fight
from a gas station on the way -- a stuffy little country store --
about then men and boys listening -- Every one along the way was
much interested in it

A good night kiss to you -- I must get under
the covers.

Tuesday night

Yesterday I went to Santa Fe and got my other car -- It
is absurd the way I like driving that little car -- One of the
boys went with me.

A boy named Tim -- a very good drive. We got up at four and
were on our way soon after. Saw the Walkers - that was all.
They came and sat with us while we had a second breakfast. We
stopped and had lunch with Carrol Stanley -- she is the woman
who formerly owned this place. -- Saw Marie at her house for a
moment - and hurried back up here fearing to be caught in the rain.

The last few miles were as mad as nything I have
every seen -- a dust storm over this crazy country -- sort of pinkish
dust -- Really wicked the way it can rise up in the air. The earth
paying man furiously for mistreating it. We got to my house just as
the rain came -- a little after five --

Again today it rained. The
rain doesn't last long but comes down furiously when it comes.

Tonight is wonderful moonlight -- I was up on the roof
a long time -- almost went to sleep up there

I got a drawing on a canvas today -- the sky was so
uncertain I came in -- fixed another canvas --

A good night kiss to you-

I wish you could see the night --

I don't know what day it is but I think it is Wednesday --

I was out at work on my first painting a little before 8 -- didn't get out of the car till after 12 -- I had a headache but I thought I wouldn't feel any better in the house so I went out.

When I came in I lay down and almost slept for an hour -- Had brought a lunch with me from breakfast - I ate it -- lay down for another hour or so and felt better.

Vernon Pack brought me the mail - six letters from you - He came driving up in a handsome red truck - He is about 10 - drives anything around here on the place but they don't let him out on the highway - is very proud of himself.

I can see you going about your affairs there at the lake - It is good for you to be lazy - I hope Margaret hasn't really hurt herself -

The letters made me feel very good - After supper I took a walk that I took so often up back of the ranch last year. It is certainly wonderful up there in the sunset - dark rain clouds back of the very handsom red and yellow cliffs. The setting sun hits those cliffs and makes them very bright and beautiful. Everything particularly bright today because there had been a little rain.

When I came to my house I sat on the roof again a long time in the moonlight. It is so very still.

And now a little after nine I'll be going to bed.

I get up early and go to bed early. A lot of new people came today - I haven't seen most of them as I eat early with the children and the people who work here - and I didn't go to lunch at all. Tonight I am alright - a goodnight kiss to you - a soft one -

July 6

Monday morning

Dear ----- it is several days since I have written but I have been
riding nights with the moonlight and one night there was a dance
over at the Ranch and yesterday I rode for six hours and went
to bed at 8:30 and that way the days get away from me.

The Johnsons came and with them a Dr. Van Orden
--- the babys doctor -- also the doctor of the Dalton School --
Alice Einsteins husband -- they have their two children -- have 3
of my paintings -- He is very nice and alive -- she very sweet
and wifely --

When I came from riding yesterday at about five Vernon
Hunter and his wife and Paul Jones and the boy who drove out with
me and another woman were all here waiting for me -- had come for
the noon meal and waited all afternoon. Vernon Hunter is the
head of the Federal Arts projects for the state. Wants to give
me a project to paint a picture for the museum. We laughed and talked
over it.

This will go by the plane that take off out in front of
my house. I hear it warming up.

More later

A kiss to you

I am fine

Wednesday 9:20 P.M.

Mr. Stieglitz:

It is such a funny world -- and the people so funny -
Tonight at supper Bob Johnxon brought me a hat he lent me last year
- a very good straw hat -- wide rim -- soft and stiff at the same
time -- doesn't blow too much in the wind -- He had spent the day
scrubbing and blocking it --

I walked home with them and I nearly laughed too much
-- there is a little pond near their house -- and they have grass
and along with it a fine crop of frogs and toads -- They hop all
about under your feet and make such a noise at night Maggie says
she cant sleep -- so the chauffeur was to catch and get rid of the
toads ---

------ Well I really had to laugh -- If you are rich
enough to have water and grass and here you seem to get toads thrown
in ---

--- My house is as quiet as the grave -- and they cant
sleep for frog noises -- and were both in a stew -- It did seem
so funny to me --- and I felt they just wouldn't be able to bear
it if I laughed as I wanted to -- so I said I had to get to my house
before dark and left ---

What a world ---

Then the Van Nordens talked as if they had been on
a long long ride -- way over the rim and it finally turned out that
they hadn't even been outside the fence -- I didn't talk to any
one else so I don't know what was funny about the other people

-- I was in the house all day -- painting and stretched
a canvas -- I have a painting that may do pretty well -- I had the
dog here at the house all day --

he is such a beautiful collie --

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--- He barked and I saw one of the antelope does -- I looked
out another window and there was another doe with two baby antelope
--- the sweetest daintiest little things you ever saw --

When they
saw me they played around a little while and finally hurried away
-- they were really lovely --

It has been a cloudy day again -- rain all about and now
here as usual -- almost cold tonight

There was no letter from you today but I had one
from Brett --

I had asked her to come up here -- No one can go any
where safely till the weather settles ---

I get up at six every morning -- have to go to bed
early. It makes the day light work out best that way.

Am feeling very good and glad I'm not a business
man taking a vacation

Some of them sit and play cards nights -- then
don't get up till all the lovely early morning feeling is gone.

I always eat breakfast with the help -- no one else is
every up --

It is good to be a painter even if one is supposed to be
crazy -- I think I have by far the best time

A good night kiss to you
and me for the bed.

I think it is Thursday but I am not sure -- 7:10 A.M.

I've had breakfast and sat talking quite a while --

Another morning with clouds about that mean attempts at
rain this afternoon --

Yesterday I did not write -- It was one of
those days when I moved from one thing to another all day and
didn't do anything about anything. It was the first morning I
wasn't up early -- Misread the time so it was nearly eight when I
got to breakfast. Slept after lunch --

Seem to be slept out now.

I was really ready to get up befor six this morning --

Went over

to the garden yesterday -- It is very pretty and neat. The little
ditches of water running beside all the rows of plants.

I picked the pinks. They are pretty
and smell so sweet. A man in the house in the garden was painting
on the porch -- we talked a little -- He seems to know Arthur
Schwab and Horace Swope very well -- talks like them too --

There really is no news-- it is windstill and a bit hazy
but fresh feeling because there was a sprinkle of rain last night.

Yesterday I had your proofs of the brewery - bridge and East
River -- They look very good -- the barn with the soft grass too
-- Thank you -- I like seeing them .

A morning kiss to you --

I will send this with Mr. Pack in his plane. He will take
off right out in front here in a few minutes. Goes to Santa Fe to
do his shopping -- marketing etc. Leaves here befor 8 -- is back
before 11 -- Not bad -- particularly as the roads are so very bad
by car.

Another kiss to you over the mountain -

Saturday noon - a little after

Good Morning Sir -- and has it rained!

I waked a little befor six - it was raining so hard I saw
no sense in getting up - by seven I got up - dug around in the patio
a while making puddles of water run as I wanted them to -- Finally
Mike -- the girl who lives at the end of the house got up -- and
we started for the ranch house in the station wagon. I had put on
my overalls and a pair of high old shoes I keep for mud -- I knew
the day would be muddy everywhere -- At the second ditch was a bad
mud hole -- the car skidded and went over the rocks at the side of
the road and hung. I could have got it out but it would have been
very hard work for me so I left it there and we walked back and
got my little car and got over in that -- The mud isn't so deep but
it is so slick you slide all over the place --

At breakfast there was big talk -- Bob Johnson and I
trying to plan going to the Navajo Country -- Nothing settled --
but it is lots of fun to talk. Arthur Pack came over to meet a plane
that came in after breakfast and he came by my back door and we
talked about how to go and how to handle Bob and his ways

Orvall came with the red truck and hauled my car out and
he stopped and talked Navajo trip. He will go along as he knows
the country better than any one.

Bob Johnson always has to make
big plans when he goes anywhere -- As I make plans too we may not
agree -- We will see.

After they went back to the other house it
rained again - it rained and rained --

There were seven waterfalls

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tumbling down black against the lavender and yellow cliff and behind
my house --

Done up in my green shawl -- my pants and high muddy shoes
with the dog who has attached himself to me -- I probably looked a
bit weird walking out toward the cliff in the tail end of the storm.
I had a roaring grey muddy river out at the side -- something really
terrifying about the water here when it does get loose -- Out by
the corral was a wide quiet moving red river - spreading out quite
wide -- a stealthy sort of red muddy sheet moving down across a space
where the best cedar bushes grow --

Last night it rained too. The Van Nordens came over here
and sat after supper -- They are so much of the city yet -- They will
be better when they have been here a while --

I told Arthur Pack this
morning that I wondered why he made me such a good rate-- and he
said he thought his prices were probably high for me and he liked
having me here -- and I thought that was nice -- He said -- "This
house is yours as long as you want to stay - so that is that.

The Van Nordens just rode by - Their smallest child is very
attractive - looks like a little boy.

It is getting ready to rain again -- The wind
howls around the house and you hear it in the trees down by the deepest
arroya -- almost half a mile away it seems -- The thunder seems to
roll all about overhead -- I cant do anything but try to keep track
of the weather -- and I certainly cant do that

This is a beautiful collie dog that has attached himself
to me -- He only goes over the the other house when I go to supper
-- then comes back for the night and the next day -- When he comes
into my room he always lies down in the spot I showed him the first

time he came in

-- I'll be going out again to look around -- There
is something very exciting about it

Well it was a storm -- a perfectly mad sort of a cloud
of hail - it was just crazy -- most of the walk round under the porch
round the patio is under water -- only a flat slab of rock sticking
up here and there -- the hail was so silvery -- it was very beautiful -

Then a great half double rainbow sprung up beyond the finger
cliffs --

Pretty good

A kiss to you -- Guess this is a mad sort of thing to like
-- dry as a bone then drowning wet --

I haven't written in two or three days.

I went down to have my car fixed -- Then up to Taos.
I wanted to see if Loren wanted to drive back with me. Paul Jones
drove up with me - it was lovely --

I only saw Lauren and came right back. He goes with me to N.Y. --I went to Santa Fe and from there with the Van Nordens to an Indian dance at Cochite -- They are nice to be with

Tomorrow morning I start off early with the Johnsons --
Bob and Maggie - for a part of the Navajo country I have wanted to
go to for years. Bob makes plans in a big way so it all ought to
go very well. Orvall is going too. We are going to what they
call Monument Valley and Rainbow Bridge in Arizona. Bob has big
plans for a pack trip of a few days on a mountain - Navajo Mountain.
We will be out in the far away for about two weeks -- It is something
I have very much wanted to do for a long time so please don't worry
about me. I hope to be sleeping out under the stars or in a little
tent if it rains. We will probably be far from post offices so dont
expect to hear much from me. I will wire you if I can but dont
look for much word for a couple of weeks - I must get to bed as we
are off early in the morning

I had your letter from the train going to town and
telling me that you miss me -- I wish I could be there fussing over
you a bit and here too

A good night kiss to you -- every night -- and a
morning one in the morning --

Monticello, Utah

8:30 A.M.

July 17th --

Good morning

Feeling fine -- a lovely morning after a very good night
in old cedar woods -- on the edge of a vast stretch of sage brush
-- At lunch time yesterday we stopped and all took a bath in
the only fresh stream we have seen -- All afternoon there was
no sun -- had rained a little so there was no dust -- a nice sticky
mud -- I am driving with Bob Johnson in my little Ford with the
top down -- haven't had it up yet - It was fine with the little
rain yesterday -- We get on very well -- He has a most astonishing
lot of information about all sorts of things -- Maggie is riding
with Orvall in the Ranch truck --

He has a great line of talk that
she probably likes and I guess she likes the shades--

This is probably the last mail for a few days --
We are doing very well -- comfortable and everything alright --
Tonight we expect to be at the end of our motoring -- I hope every
thing is alright with you

I think of you often

Of course Bob Johnson is the last person
in the world I would ever think of driving about these parts with
but he is a very good driver and really nice to be with - I guess
he is as surprised to be with me as I am to be with him

The country we have been going through has vast stretches
of sage -- vast distances -- mountains fantastically cut out on the
edge of it --

Sometimes cultivated fields that are wet from
yesterday but look as if they haven't had enough rain during the
summer -- The patches of cedar woods seem very small in the big

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distance

I wish you could see this morning

I am sitting in very meager shade while Bob
gets shaved and gets a thermos of ice -- The last we can get --

A warm morning kiss to you

I am having a very good time and am being very well taken
care of for these parts so you needn't worry

CAMERON

JULY 24, 1936

I think it is Wednesday -- about 4:30 P.M. and we have certainly
had a time.

Since I wrote you last we drove for a good part of the
day through what is known as Monument Valley -- dry waste land --
up and down hill at times -- and rising up to a pretty good height
sort of vast pillars of red sand stone -- some of them very big --

As we came to it seding it far ahead in the distance it looked
like a strange city of tall queer buildings -- It is a big area where
the softer earth has evidently been washed or worne away leaving only
the red sandstone standing up like vast moments -- and once in
a while one of black lava --

We camped that night in a high pass
-- sort of pink sandstone. The Navajos take their sheep up there
for the summer -- It was very handsome -- In the morning at dawn
I heard the strange Navajo singing -- a lone voice -- almost as
much like an animal of some sort as a human being --The sides of
the pass were walls of the pinkish sandstone with dark little cedar
or some sort of evergreen spotted over them -- looking very Chinese
--

It rained at sunset quite hard -- and all the pink rock running
with water became bright and shining -- lovely blue and grey in the
sky --

No we did not get wet. With Bob and Orvall arranging things
then go pretty well. Bob stood out in the rain with a cake of
soap and took a bath -- a shower from the sky --

Next day we got up here to Rainbow Lodge -- all you
can say is -- God what a country! Thisplace is on the side of
what is known as Navajo Mountain -- Everything is so far away
that it looks small -- but there is so much of it that everything
near me even -- or maybe I should say particularly the human

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being seems very small and the world just so big I can't take
it in at all -- The mountain a vast pile of rock -- all sorts of
shapes rises up behind us --

Day before yesterday we all rode mule back down and down
for 14 miles to a vast stone bridge called Rainbow Bridge -- Some
of the ride through a larger crack in the earth than I could
imagine -- Bob announced that it was by far the most spectacular
ride he had ever taken -- It was wonderful but hot -- and got hotter
as we went lower -- The camp down there was in a huge cave with
a spring -- but we drank the spring dry and were still thirsty --
good tasting water but it doesn't take away the thirst -- Didn't
sleep much either -- It was so hot --

Bob and Maggie and I all in
one tent and we had a lot of fun about it -- I wasn't a bit stiff
from going down but we came up yesterday and that was something
-- We had all had enough --

My stomach is stiff and my riding seat
doesn't want to ride any more --

After breakfast this morning I came to my little one room
house -- put on my night gown and got into bed -- slept a good
part of the morning -- Did the same thing after lunch -- Poor
little Maggie is quite banged up -- and even Bob wanted a day off

We start out again in the morning but we are giving up the
idea of going up the mountain -- it is just too hard work --

I'll put on my clothes now and go out and see if the
others are alive.

I send you a kiss out over the biggest space
you ever saw

I had to laugh to myself -- down there at the Rainbow

Good Afternoon ---

Sunday --

July 26 ---

We got in last night about 10:30 -- lovely driving in the moonlight in my little car ---

The moon slipped down behind the mesa just as I got to my house -- We had supper near some hills that were one of the best things I found both last summer and this -- wonderful dark -- almost black with a little red -- velvety things against a half blue half grey sky. --

We drove all day yesterday -- from Canyon de Chelley -- had a lovely day there the day before -- drove up the different arms of the canyon as far as a car with extra big tires for sand can go -- It was very hot but I liked it -- Then in the afternoon looked at every thing around the trading post and right after supper started horse back up the canyon for a couple of hours or so. The evening light changing to moonlight on the level floor of sand in between the high canyon walls was lovely.

--- I went alone with a boy who works in the trading post -- Bob and Maggie were sorry afterward that they hadn't gone too -- I liked it alone

Day before that we drove all day from Rainbow Bridge
Lodge to Canyon de Chelle

Well -- I've had enough -- I'm glad to be back --

I put all my things in order this morning and am glad to be quiet
-- It is a cool day -- I had all your letters and read them last
night when I got into bed -- It was good to have all the news of
you --

You do not sound too well -- When you begin to be careful
as you are I am a bit suspicious --

I wish I could see you this afternoon and talk

a little ---

I'll lie on my bed instead

A quiet little kiss to you --

The candy came -- and thank you -- It is stuck together
a bit but it is good ---

And one print of me with the skull --

I don't care for myself in that spotted dress -- I bought it when
I was sick and too tired to look any more -- and it looks like
being sick.

Wish I could tuck you in at night. Maybe I should be
there with you.

Good Morning -- I'll be Morn-

And I'm a bit tired -- I was up early -- had one of the men
over here cleaning my station wagon and the garage and putting two
big bags of sand in the back of my little car so I will not bob
about in it so much when I ride alone -- I'm not heavy enough --
I strung up my morning glories in the patio -- hung up a magnificent
cows head that we got on the trip -- It took a six inch spike for
me to be sure it wouldn't fall down -- Then I stretched a canvas
and am now ready for the day --

A man is flying to Albuquerque in half an hour and I want
him to mail this.

The Walkers were here yesterday. Came night before
last -- We had a picnic supper up on a high mesa -- one of the
most beautiful views then sat talking on into the moonlight till
we were cold. Alice Van Norden was with us -- Yesterday morning
I took them on funny little roads that I know poking around the
foot of the Pedernal Mountain. I had a good time and I think they
had a very good time. I took them places they never could find
alone unless they stayed up here like I do. It was very good to see
them -- really very good --

They left in the middle of the afternoon --

I went to bed early last night --

Am settling down to my own affairs now for a bit I hope --

We still have clouds about that get dark in the
afternoon and come down in curtains of rain in the far away -- only
a drop or two here --

I must rest a little then get to work.

Everyone remarks on how well I look -- My tan is a help
of course

A kiss goes over the far away to you

I hope you are feeling well and being very good to yourself -

## Wednesday night

Thank you for the proofs that came yesterday and for the single little one that came today -- I like the single little one better than the later ones -- Thank you --

It is a moonlight night with the moon under a little cloud.

I ate supper with Dr. Van Norden -- She was in bed with a sore throat -- We were talking about my paintings and I brought him over here to try to show him what I meant when I said a bone was the same as a flower. He is very likable -- alive and nice --

I have been painting -- a great big old head that Bob Johnson saw by the road and I insisted on bringing back some 800 miles -- I think he was secretly proud of finding it -- and wanted it -- but I had to insist on bringing it along. Something he is would not let him pick up an old cow's skull with a bang of hair on its brow even if he wanted it. I am sure he wants it to hang on his front gate but he wouldn't say so for the world. I will have to insist on that too.

Oh it is a great world. I've been sitting on the floor all day -- a stone proch floor and it is hard work -- but my painting looks promising -- I think it will amuse you. All day yesterday after I wrote you in the morning -- I was getting ready for today -- my drawing and all my fussing about so I could sit right down and paint this morning

Van Norden wouldn't get over my having done so much in a day. He rode past this morning with the children before I started and I showed them the head hanging on the corner porch

I had some two or three dozen burros poke their noses and ears in at me all afternoon -- they are very funny animals --

Vernon Pack visited me too -- for a little while. He is a great kid -- about 11 -- blond and full of deviltry

I must get into bed -- It is 10:30 and I want to be up early --

A good night kiss to you ---

It may have difficulty in creeping across space with that little cloud over the moon --

Thursday night

I've been sitting out on my stone floored corner
porch painting all day -- sitting on the floor for nearly three
days is hard work but it is the only way I could really see. My
painting looks pretty good here -- In N.Y. it may seem strange --

I'll have another day on it later -

Tomorrow early I am going to Taos with the
Van Nordens -- Plan to go up to Bretts to spend the night on the
mountain -- It looks rainy so we may not get there but we are
starting -- The moon is almost full -- it should be lovely if it
doesn't rain --

I haven't done anything but stick in my house and
work -- Eat at about 6:30 in the morning before most people are up
--bring my lunch over here and see no one all day.

Three baby antelope passed right beside me this
afternoon -- I was so still -- working -- they didn't notice me --
They are lovely little things --

My only other adventure was a sun bath

A good night kiss to you --

Wednesday morning 6:45

I didn't get a letter off yesterday -- was up early and out working
all morning -- It is hot but I don't mind --

After I ate my lunch
I went to sleep -- all afternoon after I waked there were rain
storms all about -- only a sprinkle here --

I had a letter from
Marie offering me a house she has vacant -- I cant pack up and
move down there now -- I'm all started up here in my "so called
mind" -- so drove down to see her after supper last night -- It
is an 80 mile drive. One of the boys went with me -- a Princeton boy
working here -- very nice boy and good driver -- She is going East
today or I wouldn't have gone as the sky was very threatening --
We had a lovely drive -- got back at midnight. His sister lives
in my house too -- so we got the dog a lovely collie in the car
and he went over there for the night too. It is a big house with
an extra bed that seems to have a different person in it every
other night or so --

The sister was all locked in fast asleep---

Today looks like more rain -- clouds all around -
It always seems to rain everywhere but here

A morning kiss to you

I am fine --

I have been riding nights and didn't write --- this is just a line
for an excuse as I have a chance to mail it --- It has been such
lovely moon light that it is wonderful being out ---

I have been painting day times and as usual -- my first
painting is rather pretty and not very good -- I am feeling fine
-- There is no news -- I get up at six and try to get to bed at
10:30 or nine when I don't ride. Supper at six gives lots of time
after supper. The Johnsons came last night. I only saw them to
say hello as I was just leaving --

The mornings are clear and perfect -- afternoons
usually cloudy -- often rain in the far away -- A kiss to start
the morning -- it is 6:55

Sunday night

How Are you ?

Friday morning I went with the Van Ordens to
Taos in my Station Wagon -- Saw Beck and Lauren Mozley for a few
minutes - Then went right on up to Fredas. We ate lunch on the
way -- had taken it from here -- Drived slowly all the way so they
could look around at the country as they hadn't seen it

It was a lovely drive and we had a very good time together
-- He has been wanting to be among trees so I was out to find
trees for them and there are plenty up there -- We had a wonderful
time with Freda -- walked along the ditch in the woods -- her water
comes about two miles down the mountain in a little stream about
18 inches wide -

We had taken steaks and other things to eat that
we cooked over a fire a little way from her house and had a very
gay supper. Dr. Van Orden was amazed at the amount of food she
ate. Angelino was not home. Had gone to a rodeo -- Marion Hapgoods
husband was there -- It was really lots of fun.

After supper we went over to Brett for the night. She was
a funny sight when she came out in her pajamas to greet us. We
had taken sleeping bags that we put down on the ground and got
into --- Van Orden blew all the air into the three rubber
mattresses with his mouth -- I wonder that he didn't burst - He
wasn't much in favor of the sleeping out but seemed to think it
not too bad when it was over -- It was a lovely moonlight night
-- a little mountain stream right beside us --

I thought it
wonderful -- and I think they liked it too -- The view in the
morning was so much better than I remembered it -- as he stood

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there looking at it he said "I'm sure this is the most beautiful
spot in New Mexico" --

It was really wonderful. Frieda had promised
us fried squash blossoms if we got back to her for breakfast --
So much to Bretts disgust back we went to Frieda for seven o'clock
breakfast.

Angelino was there in all his glory. I went with him
to feed the pig - get the water and into the cornfield to pick
the squash blossoms. -- It was a great breakfast in the kitchen
with much laughing and talking --

They have added to the house -- Have a room with the
Lawrence paintings -- Frieda was in much better spirits when we
came away than when we got there --- She looks a bit battered --

Will not speak to Mable or Brett -- and she is right
I think - Is friendly with Tony -- and so it goes.

They were much excited over the visit with Frieda
and Brett -- and the trees and the mountain and the desert view.

We drove down and out to the pueblo -- sat there a long
time then I got permission to drive out the road toward the
mountain along the stream -- enormous cottonwood trees -- very
lovely and wild -- While we sat at the pueblo Tony happened
along and talked a while

Van Orden remarked "Well if you had really staged this trip
you couldn't have had things happen more perfectly" -- It was
good even if it was my tour --

We had lunch at the McCauslands sisters - Then drove
down -- stopped at Paul Jones --

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They loved his house --

Marie wasn't home so Paul went with us and I
took them all through her house and barn yard -- It seemed almost
too much after the other things --

We got back to the Ranch
here for supper -- all very tired and pleased -- I feeling quite
successful --

Today I've been painting -- It rained last night --
I didn't hear a thing but there were mud puddles all about -- I
was the first car over the road - a little after six -- ran into
a bad muddy place that I managed to get out of after a long struggle
-- had to back out -- took off my shoes and walked bare foot to
the main house -- about a third of a mile --

Tim walked with me as
he came along behind me while I was backing out of the mud and we
decided we would rather walk than get really stuck and the
mud would dry by noon.

So I left my car on a little spot of dry
ground till lunch time -- Ted Bennet drove me home after breakfast
then back to my car at lunch time

I had to walk with the dog before supper -- He is such
a lovely collie and the evening light so beautiful -- Ate supper with
the Johnsons -- Then came right to my own house and sat on the roof
wanted to be still --

The cliffs were strangely white in the moonlight
-- strangely unreal --

A good night kiss to you --

I wonder would you consider showing Rebecca again -- maybe with
Angel Adams. I thought some of her things looked very well. I will
go look at them again and make sure I think it good to do. I was

Wednesday

I have not written for three days I think and I feel a poke --

One day I went to Santa Fe with Van Orden and a man named De Long -- We all went on errands -- Stopped at Maries and got my little car that I left there on the way to Taos --

They were much impressed with her place and couldn't get over my preferring the meagerness and inconveniences of the ranch here to staying with her -- It began to rain about two miles from the house as I drove back and I just drove on in the rain -- rather be wet than drive in slippery mud so I drove on instead of stopping to put the top up. The men were behind me to pick me up if anything went wrong -- De Long a bit tight or I would have let him drive my car up --

Yesterday was raining almost all day -- I stayed in bed - only got up to eat -- Feel much improved today -- Have been working all day -- Two drawings and a foolish little painting -- The Van Ordens left today for Wyoming -- wanted me to go up there too but I like it here -- I can't imagine country that I would like better than this -- They didn't like it so much -- rather -- he didn't so they left --

Yes -- I received the candy and I feel quite sure that I thanked you for it -- It was here when I returned from the Navajo Country --

-- What you write about the way you seem to be feeling worries me a bit

I think if you feel so tired you should not force yourself to walk -

I stayed in bed yesterday because I was tired

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and when I get tired my pulse is uneven -- Today I am alright --
I
would certainly not force myself to walk the hill if I were you.

You make me feel that maybe I ought to go back and be there
with you maybe during September ---

I may decide to --

My friend Tim who lives in the house here wants to go
September first -- He would go with me then instead of Loren --
He is a very good driver -- A very good horseman too

-- I never get over the excitement of a man riding
like mad across this flatness --- as I saw Tim this morning --
chasing the buck antelope -- then the three baby antelopes
flew past with a whirr like the wind -- they really almost seem to
fly.

It is almost 10 -- brushes to wash yet and into bed

A good night kiss to you.

I wish I could see you -- how you are.

But when I think of all the people and all the
doings there must be up there on the hill I must say it seems a
bit trying and this little house here alone -- away from all the
others except to eat -- seems pretty good -- I usually hear Tim
clanking in sometime in the night --

A good night -- kiss again to you -- the night
feels damp and cool -- rained supper time --

Thursday I think -

Mr. Stieglitz --

I am so sleepy -- 9:55 P.M. and I just finished
washing my brushes -- Have been painting all day on something I
started a month ago--- Will beat it again tomorrow -- it looks
pretty good -- a bit amusing too -- It is a deers head hung on a
cedar stump -- the flat topped mountain very small at the bottom --
very blue sky.

It has been a pleasantly cool day -- sunny this
morning and crazy rain and wind this afternoon

I learn from a long envelope from the broker that
I made $1690 dollars on a stock sold -- As I never see a paper
that is all I know --

Did I tell you that Angelino has done some very
amusing paintings -- really very amusing -- very good -- naive of
course

And that when we stopped at Maries the other afternoon
her new man had his two sons -- boys in their teens and his
former wife there -- They all came in and sat with us.

It seems to be the fashion

I have Henwars script for a movie that he has been writing
-- It just came today -- haven't had time to read --

A good night kiss to you -- I must get into bed --
I get up at six and the night is short -

Sunday Night

I sit here thinking to write you with not much to say --
Yesterday

I painted on that deers head again and finally not able to look
at it for another minute turned it with its face to the wall as
something I am through with -- both that and the steers head I
am through with I just cant look at any more -- they make me feel
sick at my stomach -- make me want to do them both over again --

This morning I fixed my own breakfast -- I do about
half the time so I wont have to look at any one till noon -- I
have to remember to bring food the night before -- Spent the
morning reading Henward manuscript -- It reads pretty well --
and should be wonderful to photograph -- I enjoyed it -- It made
a nice morning - quiet --

all but one of the cow boys riding
past driving about two dozen burros -- with his funny whistles
and whoops --

Drove up on a high plateau late this afternoon and
sat there -- in my underwear -- just looking around from about
4:30 till 6:30 -- the sun was warm but I turned the car so I
was in the shade -- I wish you could see it -- such variety in
the land formation and color -- the light changing over it --

To leave anything like that as I did to eat is rather
dull to say the least --

-- -- Just sat there looking -- thinking -- my
kind of thinking --

I had no letter yesterday -- missed it --
that happens sometimes when I get two or three together

A good night kiss to you

I am sleepy --

Saga writes me that everything is alright in town -

tuesday night

Two letters from you today -- one that should have come last
Saturday -- mailed three days before the other one that came today

Also a letter from Einstein -- amusing -- and more than
amusing -- thinking his thoughts -- I like him -- or maybe I should
word it that I like to know such a person is wandering about in the
world

I have been painting all day -- one of those paintings that
I am almost positive is going to be a good one -- That deers head
again -- crazy I am with these bones --

At supper with Bob Johnson -- he and I were the only ones
at home tonight -- every one else had gone somewhere

It is raining a little -- I had planned
to go in the morning to a place about 150 miles from here to some
hills I've had in the back of my head since last summer. Tim is
going with me -- for about two days-- maybe three -- If it rains
much we will not go -- can't go in mud --

Yesterday I spent drawing on the thing I painted
today -- started it weeks ago -- It looks nice tonight --

Must get into bed -- am tired

You must let me know exactly how you are.

I am getting very much in the notion to return about
Sept. 1st -- so that I have a little time to work on you in the
country. You must let me know

A good night kiss to you -- I'm so sleepy

Aug. 16 -- Sunday night

Well -- I got back last night -- Went Wednesday morning
-- Got over to the place I wanted to go to by about 3 -- Worked
that afternoon -- the next two days and yesterday morning -- And
let me tell you it was hard work and hot -- camped by a bush about
10 feet high -- and I have two paintings and two pastellés -- all
good starts -- The best I've done but all unfinished right in the
foreground. Paul Rosenfeld would figure it out that there is some
thing wrong with me -- I don't know what -- that four good starts
are all left untouched in the same place -- Well that was the best
I could do -- it was very hot -- and such wonderful hills -- so
wonderful --

I am going back again later -- will get Orvall to take
me. He will make it a little easier -- he is really the smartest
one about for living out in the open. We even had to take our
water along -- It was wonderful sleeping out -- I worked all the
day light time -- up a little after five every morning -- to bed
by dark -- It is on the edge of the Navajo reservation.

It is hard
to tell about except that I must go back again -- so you know it
is good --- and I think what I have done will tell you a little.

This morning I stood up everything I have worked
on and looked myself over - Not much that I do not have to go back
and work over -- but my last four days gave me the liveliest
interest I have had all summer. -- I was wanting to walk about
in the place but I knew I couldn't stay long and felt I didn't
have time.

People would stop once in a while to see if my car had broken
down -- When they saw me painting would shake their heads as if
they thought me completely crazy --

Well -- maybe I am

I have your telegram and three letters when I
got here last night.

Thank you --

Also the one you forwarded from
Anita Pollitzer. She is on her way to Washington again. A note
from Henwar - very nice. He says he has a letter from you and loves
you.

A good night kiss to you. I must into bed.

You are sweet

And I guess I'm crazy --

It rained this afternoon --- and there are stars on the walk to
my gate

-- nice idea isn't it

Tuesday -- 6:30 A.M.

Good Morning -Mr. Stieglitz--

It is pretty lively around my house
this morning -- Frieda and Angelino arrived yesterday afternoon
and spent the night -- Frieda has been out walking all about already
this morning -- barefooted in her nightgown -- It is a lovely
clear morning -- clean after a little rain last night

Well --- I've had a time with them and I guess
the Ranch is quite a jitter --- I took them around to see it all --
Mr. and Mrs. Pack joined us -- and it was fun to see them enjoy
everything and see the Packs try to live up to their enjoyment --
Angelino kept saying -- "it take so much work to make a place like
this way out here --- and so much money!" rubbing his thumb against
his first two fingers --

The garden is so lush and everything
blooming its best right now. He ate all his supper twice -- except
the ice cream and by then the kitchen had learned to give him
a double portion -- two soups - four chops -- two coffees -- two of
everything -- It was very gay and funny -- Frieda may go to N.Y.
for a couple of months after Xmas -- She is certainly a great girl.
Says she is writing another book --

Angelino is singing -- getting up by the sound of
things - - a good lusty song -- certainly a healthy human --

Yesterday I had six letters from you -- I think you
like using your new envelopes-- They look very handsome

Am glad you are feeling better -- Hope it continues -
Yes -- I will plan to stay on till about the 20th - of September -

I have two blue morning glories blooming this morning -- must
begin to think about that too --

A kiss goes out to you over a clear early feeling sky

Tuesday night

You remember I wrote before I went on that last trip that I was
working on a painting that was going to be good --

Well ------ I worked on it again yesterday till Frieda
and Angelino came -- and again today after they left -- hope to get
through with it tomorrow -- and I repeat -- I think it is going
to be good -- it will make you laugh pleasantly -- even if it has
bones --

a beautiful deers head against almost (not quite) white
with a few wild flowers-- really lovely -- even if they are
mine -- at the end of his nose -- I like it -- You will like it
-- it even makes me laugh -- there is an indian paint brush -- a
red one - two little lavender asters -- tiny ones-- and a brown
eyed susan sun flower --

-- I am not quite positive about what will
grow on it tomorrow---

I took Frieda and Angelina around more
this morning -- He was crazy about the place -- seh took -- His
remark was "You are very smart to find such a place Georgia" -- They
got off at about 10:30 -- I had to rest till lunch time -- was
exhausted-- Arthur Pack had a great laugh when I told him how tired
I was

I had a letter from you at noon -- also one from Henwar.
He and Peggie Bok are going to be married on Friday -- I am very
pleased -- it seems just right to me -- My friend Dave will
probably be really annoyed unless he has found himself another
girl by now -- And so it goes

A good night kiss to you -- I must to bed early so I can

get up early and put in a long day on my deers head.

After supper tonight I drove up on the highest point
I can drive to and sat there alone till it was dark --

then came

in and washed all my brushes---

And now for bed --

8:30 P.M. Wednesday

And I am tired --

Have been painting all day --

I thought I'd be through today but find I have at least another day on it -- and I must do it now -- it isn't something I can put away and do later -- it seems to grow as I go along with it and it is really lovely so far -- I'm much excited over what I plan to put in tomorrow -- maybe a bit foolish -- but that is alright I guess.

In your letter today you seemed to turn up your nose a bit at my last trip -- Well that is too bad -- I don't exactly see what the difference is if I go a hundred miles down the road and work or work out in the front yard except that I see something over there that I liked particularly -- It is much harder than working here but it was worth it --

I am sorry that I am that way -- but I am -- and I guess I like sleeping out under the stars too -- As a matter of fact I didn't want to come back --

I must go to bed.

Am very tired --

There is nothing to write any way except that I ate supper with the two little Pack girls -- aged 9 and 12 -- then they wanted me to visit them at their house to show all their little things that they like and play with -- Nice children --

A good night kiss to you -- I'm so sleepy and want to get up early --

Friday morning

Good morning !

Oh it rained and rained yesterday -- too dark to paint

I just

went to bed and went to sleep --

Slid out in the mud for supper

but it wasn't my idea of a good day

This morning -- about 6:30 -- the sun is
shining but I think it will probably rain again .

Henwar and Peggy to be married today -- I think its nice
don't you --

You will get a kiss with a bit of fog on it as it goes
over those mountains this morning

A good day to you

Noon --- Monday

This is just a line to say I am alright but a bit
slow with the writing -- I've been painting and nights was
especially asked -- and I don't enjoy it -- to spend evenings
with people here who had guests -- It has been late when I got
back and I was so tired to write

This is just a kiss to you and a how are you
I am so sorry you are having such a time there
with Selill --- It is just too bad for summer when you want to
rest -- I want this to go with some one going to town -- Will
write again later today

Tuesday morning -- 7

At the breakfast table -- I didn't wait last night as I intended -- The Van Nordens came back -- I had supper with them - we sat talking then I felt I had to get to bed early -- got in by nine -- on the roof -- it was clear and moonlight and wonderful -- And the sun rise very fine --

Oh so big -- I wish you could see them
light come --

I took Maggie Johnson down to Maries night before last -- We had lots of fun -- a great whirl for Maggie because she has heard so much about Marie and the place-- The place is very rich feeling since everything has grown so tall.

I have everything in the car to get off to work this morning - as soon as I eat

A morning kiss to you -- It is a lovely day

Wednesday A.M.

Good Morning !

I am off to the place I was painting --

Orvall is
going with me and he is very good at making you comfortable --
The best driver -- Most careful person about so please do not worry

I expect to get back Saturday night

A kiss to you --- and I am alright -- It is
a lovely morning

Had supper upon the mesa with the Van Nordens last night --

He not feeling good and very grouchy but it was
lovely any way --

I painted all morning and spent the afternoon
in bed -- It was hot.

I'll be glad to get back to you and a settled
time too and am so glad I have 405 to go to -- Am glad you want to
get back to it too

Good Morning Sir !

I am sitting up in bed at Maries 6:30 A.M. --
Tuesday -- and it is a long time since I have written but I have
been very busy doing a great many things --

To begin way back at the beginning -- Orvall and I got off
early Wednesday morning -- We drove exactly 99 miles to the place
I wanted to go to. He found a wonderful place to camp -- unloaded
the car and I went off for the afternoon to paint. He is a perfect
sort of a camper -- everything neat and in place -- When I got in
for supper my bed all made and everything fixed for very good
supper --

-- The next day I painted all day. It was wonderful -- a
much better place than I ever imagined.

Orvall suggested that we go on Friday to Gallop
to the Intertribal Indian Celebration where you can see the best
dances and crafts from all over the country. We would get there for
the last and best afternoon and night -- We went -- 150 miles
more -- And it was certainly a thing to see -- Even Soux
indians and Oklahoma indians -- Many dances I had heard of but
it would take years to get around to them on their home ground --
Orvall knows every one everywhere and I met people I had heard of
for years -- It was a big doing -- and many many indians -- really
mostly Navajos -- We left them -- hundreds of them dancing and sing-
ing at two in the morning and went to the hotel for the rest of
the night -- Next morning we started home by way of Santa Fe --
it was raining and the short cuts undoubtedly very muddy --

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I must say we spent Saturday morning talking to people Orvall knew and poking about the town -- had our lunch and got off at about one. We ate supper in Santa Fe -- I couldn't get Walker on the telephone so came on up here to Maries. The house was lighted but locked and after some time we routed out the cook and another man -- They let me in -- Orvall went to his home about a mile down the road -- I ordered my breakfast and got into bed -- I was very tired -- My breakfast came at 7:30 -- Marie didn't even know I was here till she got up at 9 -- they had come in late --

She came in to see me and I stayed in bed till supper time. They were busy with some business affairs and I didn't see any point to getting up -- I was really tired -- There were several people for supper and the evening was gone -- I got up late yesterday morning -- about 10 and in a little while Mable and Tony appeared with Stowkowski. They left and it was lunch time. We had just finished eating when Walker and Vernon Hunter appeared to see me -- At four we all drove over to Cady Wells for tea -- Another woman was there who knew Rhoades - Steichen - Agnes Meyer and all that outfit -- A Mrs. Wooley -- she had seen my work and liked it and all that -- Supper at Paul Jones

I got him to fix dinner for me and invited Marie and Allan and Cady Wells and Vernon Hunter -- After supper Marie had people over here so we all came over here -- The moonlight was wonderful

At 11:30 I got into bed and this morning go up to the Ranch -- All a bit mad maybe as I write it but it was really all rather quiet and pleasant

A morning kiss to you -- I will get up and get ready to go

I look forward to my mail -

Here I am back at the Ranch -- on the porch looking out on the
flat topped mountain -- 5:30 P.M. -- Tuesday --

I wrote you early
this morning what I suppose you might call a long brief account
of my past week --

I got up here for lunch -- drove slowly with nothing on or
over my head but a thin silk hankerchief -- a plain black one --
it was a lovely morning -- clear and neither hot nor cold.

I found here seven letters from you and I
must say you sound as if the Sel performance was pretty bad.
However, it was good to have the letters --- you make the things
you write me of very vivid.

First thing I did when I got to my house was to
unpack and look at my paintings -- They may seem a bit strange
to you I believe you will think them rather lovely too -- They
are soft grey --

Which reminds me that one day Orvall and I saw an
elephant let out of his wagon, browsing along the road. It was
a bit startling

I've only been looking around this afternoon --
picked some lovely wild flowers --There are so many this year
because it has rained so much -- strange crackly dry foliage and
bright delicate flowers.

You laugh at my liking the place I went to so much
after liking it here so much -- you see I remembered it from last
year and there is something just right about it for me now --
It is no use to talk about it -- They all think I'm funny here to
want to go to such a place.

Bob Johnson nearly died laughing
about it -- that any one should ever want to go there at all --

Good Morning -- Thursday -- damp and cloudy - a bit

And I with nothing much to say -- I was
working all day yesterday -- and want to raise one
eyebrow rather high when I look at it

-- You spoke of a color plate of mine for Vogue

-- Why not my big one -- It would be good all
found I should think

-- I was late getting up this morning and haven't
anything much in my head but to go on with my putterings. I haven't
many things -- but they aren't bad.

When are you going to town ?

A morning kiss to you -

Lord What Doings !

Last night Bob and Maggie Johnson and I went down
to Maries to a big party -- a really big party -- sort of grew
out of my three days down there ---

Indians from Taos dancing

-- Tony brought them down -- Stowkowsky - Varez - hoards of people
-- really the nicest party I ever saw Marie have --- We had a very
good time and of course Bob and Maggie hadn't seen anything like
it -- so it was really fun all around --

We drove down after supper
-- 40 miles in the mud --- and 40 miles back in worse mud but Bob
is really the best driver I ever drove with -- Maybe excepting
Henwar -- Bob is really good ---

Well -- we had a good time.

Then Mable and Tony and Stowkowsky and Brett
came up today for lunch -- I got that started too -- and Mr. Pack
has a very good indian drum that I put down in front of Tony after
dinner -- Tony sang and played the drum for a long time -- It was
really very good --

-- And let me tell you that when Tony wants
to sing and drum he is really really good

----------------- Well now that is over -- I was
determined Stowkowsky should come up here because Mable had told
him it wasn't nice here --

This morning I paid all my bills and wrote all letters
I had to write. I wanted everything fixed up for my getting away
later in the month. Didn't want those things hanging over my head.

Two letters from you -- one enclosing Dorothy Trues.

So Einstein is with you. Give him my greetings.

Sunday Afternoon -- 4:20

Good afternoon -- it is a lovely afternoon -- Something so
different in the air when September gets here -- a quieter - far
away feeling --

I was painting this morning -- painting over part
of the painting I wrote you long ago that I liked. I'll have to
finish with it after I get back to town -- there seems to be more
and more to do on it -- and maybe it will be no good after all --
I rather think it will worry through --

I ate lunch with Arthur Pack and Phoebe -- then came over
here and just fussed about. -- Seem to be much inclined to just
sit and look --

I rather think that when one begins to think about
packing up and going as I begin to think of it now I might just
as well pick right up and do it now as have it on my mind for
a couple of weeks --

but I will not -- I'll poke about and fuss
about it -- and be lazy and work a little more.

The late afternoon light is so very beautiful -- I
think I'll drive over into the hills and walk a little

With you could see it

Wonder what you are doing --

Tuesday - just past lunch

Just a note --

I'll write to get it off in a rush --
Have been a bit poky since those threey days at
Maries.

Her house was so cool and the sun so hot I caught a bit
of cold -- sinus. I've been nursing it at a great rate -- resting
and being careful and now it is almost gone. I didn't want to tell
you while I had it --

Felt good enough to work all day yesterday --
so you know I'm alright again. Went to bed right after supper
every night and didn't get up till 8 -- rested afternoons too
and am alright again.

In the mail today I find I made 2700 on a
stock that was just sold -- thought that might cheer you -- It
cheers me. I must have a lot of money in the bank -- but I
suppose you want to keep it there -- till I get back anyway --

Don't bother about it -- We will see when I get back -

The days here are lovely now

A little kiss goes to you out through the
light clear air -- over the mountain --

Some shots of me not bad but it is always so funny to see
myself walking and riding about

When you write next tell me when you plan going to town
-- and ask Margaret if she will stay at Lake George till about the
third week of October. I think I would like to go up for a little
while after the Marins are hung unless you think it too impractical

A morning kiss to you blown off a blue morning glory -

Good Morning --

I think it is Thursday the 10th.

The mornings

are cool -- It is 7:40 and I've had breakfast -- Then sat in the dining room talking with the waitress. I was up a little after 5 -- walked out and around my house -- a small moon high in the sky -- pink clouds to the East -- I watered my morning glories and some other things -- have three roses blooming this morning -- -- -- -- -- My house is a big complete house -- 5 bedrooms -- living room - kitchen - garage -- 3 bath rooms -- -- -- with a patio in the center and I've just let anything that comes up grow -- melons - gourds - zinnias -- honey suckle -- roses - nasturtiums - sun flowers and a lot of things I don't know by name including some fine big healthy weeds -- The house is away from the other houses so if I walk around in the morning in my night gown no one knows the difference. After watering some of the things in the garden I went to bed again and didn't really get up to stay up till after six

I painted all day yesterday and don't think much of it -- so went riding at five -- up a lovely little valley between pink hills and purple hills -- and when I say pink and purple I mean literally that. No grass on them just plain earth -- and down on the little flat place in between the hills a very little grass and some meager little yellow bushy flowers and some very old handsome scrubby cedar trees --

It was a wonderful ride -- the horse just in from some days on the grass -- he felt good and I felt good -- -- and I wondered why I don't arrange my life so that I can ride very day --

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There were four letters from you. You say you plan to go
to town the 17 or 20 --

I had planned to leave out here on the 21st.
-- to be in N.Y. on the 25th or 26th -- I had hoped to get there
before you but I guess I can't manage it unless I start tomorrow
and I'm not going to do that. I will probably follow my plan and
arrive on the 25th or 26. If I start before the 21st will wire
you.

I can't arrange much with Saga. If you want her before I get
there you will have to get in touch with her. I wanted to get
things in order before you got in. You told me in the spring that
Marin was to be hung by the 12th.

Now you say the 8th.

Maybe it would be most comfortable and convenient
for you to go to the hotel till I get there and get things
straightened out.

Make it as easy for yourself as you can

A kiss to you with the good morning

Sunday night

Mr. Stieglitz -- I guess you will think I've been bad but I will
wire you tomorrow -- I think I have not written for four days
counting today - one day I painted -- a little painting and a
sweet one -- then I had your letter about when you were going to
town -- and having the show hung by the 8th -- and I also had
Einstein's letter and it all made me uneasy in my "so called "
mind so the next day I packed my paintings-- there aren't many --
very few in fact -- and I got them in the car -- The next day
I packed my materials -- got everything about the house in order
-- This morning I packed my suitcases and after lunch Orvall packed
the rest of the car for me --

It is all ready to go but my last
suitcase. And I've been having the curse besides-- and I just
didn't write - I plan to start off in the morning from here. May
spend tomorrow night at Maries as I have to go to Santa Fe and
will not want to drive up to Taos too late -- Plan to go up there
Tuesday morning. Will wire you when I leave Taos. Hope to get off
by Wednesday from here but may stay there till Thursday to get
well rested -- Will see how I feel -- I don't want to start
travelling feeling tired -- and tonight I am tired -

I would stay here and be lazy a day but there are
clouds about -- and I want to get out while the roads are dry --
They usually have a few days of rain at about this time and it
seems to be there in the sky about to fall at any time -- I will
get the mail on my way down in the morning

I have sold my little car to Arthur Pack so that
is settled

I have been busy but it wasn't much of anything to

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write about

A good night kiss to you

Don't be cross about my starting back -- I was uneasy
in my mind so I'm starting. Since you write about Franks drinking
maybe Margaret will not want to stay in the country after you
leave --- It will be alright if she doesn't. I will not be
disappointed

I just thought I might go up for a week or two but
maybe when I get to N.Y. it will be harder to get away -- Don't
urge her to stay if she wants to go.

I'll be getting in to bed.

Please don't worry about 405 --- I'll get at it when I
get there -

And do try to be a bit saving with yourself --

Good Morning !

Sitting in Maries patio

I received your telegram here yesterday afternoon
saying you do not have the hanging of the Marins finished till
the eighteenth. You wrote me the eighth so I got myself together
at once and started off.

I'll be glad to be quiet here for a few
days and do some things I wanted to do around this part of the
world --- and get off on the 210T. Next Monday as I had originally
planned.

I am glad you decided to go to the hotel tho I had a letter
from Saga yesterday telling me that everything at 405 seemed
alright.

I should be there by the 26th. Am enclosing a letter from
Cleveland and a list of the things I made a note of when there
that I thought you might want for the show -- It is probably
just as well now that it is so late not to bother about them. I
wrote you of them in the spring --

Now please don't let yourself get over excited over
all those Marin doing's -

I feel fine and rested this morning -- over my
curse and packing -- it feels good to be quiet

A kiss to you through a quiet sunny morning -- must
hurry this so it will go to town

THE COLUMBUS GALLERY OF FINE ARTS

EAST BROAD STREET AT WASHINGTON AVENUE
COLUMBUS, OHIO

September 10, 1936.

Miss Georgia O'Keeffe,
Ranchos de Los Burros,
Abiquiu,
New Mexico.

Dear Georgia O'Keeffe:

Thank you for your recent letter. I really hardly expect-
ed to hear from you over the summer, and have a huge stack
of correspondence myself to catch up with.

I hope to be in New York in October, and would be very happy
to see you again to discuss the possibility of an exhibition
in Columbus. I do not know yet whether Mr. Stieglitz is
planning to borrow more than the one Marin, which has already
been requested by the Museum of Modern Art, and would appre-
ciate knowing soon so that the Trustees may have time to con-
sider the matter.

Hoping to see you soon in New York, I am,

PRA/m

9 P.M. Tuesday Night -- and I'm in bed already -- Marie and Allan went East this morning so I've had a very quiet day. I went over to Paul's this morning and he hemmed up a shirt for me on the machine and pressed it too -- he walked back here with me and we picked up feathers around on the grass -- peacock - Turkey and queer ducks

-- I had lunch alone then undressed and got into bed and slept soundly for over two hours. When I got up went up on the roof and brushed my hair and braided it in the sun -- Went into the only room up there and read a little -- came down and took a little walk -- just poking about -- then it was supper time -- Supper with Allans son and his tutor -- a young man who just came up from Santa Fe

And the day is over -- I feel rested and ready for more sleep --

Am glad to have the quiet.

Plan to spend tomorrow with the Walkers --

A good night kiss to you

I has been a lovely clear sunny day -- quiet and slow feeling --

AFTER FIVE DAYS RETURN TO

SANTA FE, NEW MEXICO

Sunday Morning - 9:40

## Good Morning

I spent two days and one night at Walkers and had a good time -- very interesting time as I always have with them -- Thursday night spent at Maries then came up here Friday after lunch --

Spent the rest of the afternoon with Beck -- she had supper with me -- and I was in bed before 9 -- Beck seems quieter and a bit more balanced this year -- yesterday morning she and I went out to the Pueblo and sat a while -- It is very pretty -- I was quiet all day and was in bed by eight --

Saw Lauren late in the afternoon

He looks well and we plan to get off early Monday morning. I had your telegram saying you plan to go to town Monday. I look forward to seeing you too -- very much. It is beautiful here but I still like other places I've found out here much better --

It is cool enough for me to be sitting with my feet in the fire as I write

A morning kiss to you

Tony just came --

Monday -- 6 A.M.

## Good morning

Tony and Mable came yesterday and took me on the most beautiful drive near here -- We had a very good time -- the aspins turning yellow -- It was beautiful and the talk amusing -- she is sending you two books by me --

Saw Andrew Dasberg -- He looks bad but I guess is alright -- Saw Beck again and Brett came out in the evening -- Had just come down from the mountain -- Looks fine -- will not be in N.Y. till after Xmas -

I've had a good night - will get up and on the way

A morning kiss to you - over the mountain -