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in a window were a lot of etchings and there so pleasantly was one by Dufy, it was an
etching of kitchen utensils, in an inspired circle and at the bottom was a lovely roasted
chicken, God bless him, wouldn't he just have a lovely etching by him in the window of
a shop and of lots of kitchen utensils, the factorier could not make them but he had,
and the roast chicken, how often during those dark days of the occupation was I home-
sick for the quays of Paris and a roast chicken.

Dufy and wars. I remember, it was just at the end of the last war 1919, and we
were at the first "Salon d'automne" and there unexpectedly was a sofa and armchairs
and chairs and the tapestry was a design by Dufy, it was the shock of pleasure, there it
was a pleasure. Wars are sad but Dufy is in their midst a shock of pleasure. I often wonder
who has that sofa, I would like to see it again, it was so real a pleasure, after a war, so
real a pleasure.

Wars and Dufy. Once again.

We were in Culoz, not far from Aix-les-Bains and as enemy foreigners of course
we were not supposed to take trains but we could always get permission to go and see
a dentist or a doctor and so we went to Aix-les-Bains very often. Carl Van Vechten used
to call them in the high day of their liveliness, the sad streets of Aix-les-Bains, and
there were kind of sad those streets going up into the hills and down into the lake and
not much lived in and the sizes of the squaret a little square for their length, yes, we did
see what Carl meant when he called them the sad streets of Aix-les-Bains, but we liked
them, we were used to them and we liked them and everybody was friendly and we had
liked them for a good many years and now it was war that is to say not war but occup-
ation, Aix-les-Bains was occupied by the Germans but we, like the French, had learned
not to know they were there and the streets of Aix-les-Bains were as they always had
been, yes they were, after all they were and then one day we were on the terrace having
a drink of something, even in those dark days one could get a drink of something on the
terrace, something that was not Aix-les-Bains water and there also sitting on the terrace

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in the sunshine was Dufy, his hair white and his face rosy and his color like his color is when he paints other things, naturally a painter paints the way he is made up in color, I do think that is so, indeed I do know that it is so, the colors that make up the painter when you look at him are the colors he naturally uses when he paints anything. And there was Dufy as delightful in color as the color he paints and we were so delighted to see one another, there were a great many there some French and many Germans but