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ARRIVED THIS MORNING FEELING FINE LOVELY SUMMER WEATHER HERE HOPE
YOU ARE ALRIGHT LOVE

GEORGIA

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Mr. Stieglitz --

You would laugh to see where I am now -- Almost at the end of the road on Main -- a little sugar plantation town -- at the managers house -- the only white family for 60 miles and it is different as the man in Honolulu told me it would be. The mans wife is not at home but his daughter is -- a very wise little blond girl of about eleven --

Sunday evening -- I must tell you first about the trip over here -- We flew over part of the side of the island of Oahu -- Honolulu is on that island -- it is the first I have gone over any of the volcanos -- extinct ones this time. -- rocky cups with green in the bottom of them -- green trees or what not -- part of one washed away by the sea--

It was a clear morning and I must say that what one sees from the air is very good ---- We flew past two other islands -- one the Eper island the other with many pineapple fields on one end and the most magnificent gorges on the other -- then down we came on the lowest greenest part of this one, Main. There were only two other passengers -- two boys who hadn't had time for breakfast -- one of them had always lived here and told us about the country as we went over the islands ---- the color of it all was very handsome and delicate -- all like a dream --

A man met me and took me to the hotel where I was to meet Mr. Jennings -- the man who lives out here. He wasn't ready to go so the one that met me took me up a near by valley that I must say is almost in the Yosemite class except that it is green -- It was really magnificent -- I was ready to stop right there but had planned to go on so when Mr. Jennings was ready I came along -- It is sixty miles in the country -- up the coast -- It is queer country -- hard to describe because it varies so -- and

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all the foliage changes -- sometimes green -- sometimes cane --
sometimes bamboo -- in some places great spaces of very steep
high cliff like hill sides covered with small ferns and many of
the tree ferns standing out sort of singly -- there are many
water falls -- masses of rank trees and bushes -- all new to me --
It was a nice drive -- up and down hill -- around bends -- always
the sea with usually its black rim of lava at the edge --

We got here for lunch -- a house that rambles about
-- feels more like the Virginia plantation sort of thing down on
the James River used to be feel and still it is entirely different
-- Mr. Jennings is difficult to describe too -- Has some 620 people
working on the plantation and in the sugar mill and all the problems
and situations that go with such a situation. He is about 45 I'd
say -- came out here in his teens and stayed --is from Pennsylvania
-- very quiet and gentle at home -- but I notice that when he speaks
to the men he means it -- there is nothing uncertain about it --
sugar certainly takes on a new significance when you see it this
way. The first afternoon I was here he took me with the little
girl down a beach looking for shells and to show me the beach --
It rained -- but it is as they told us before I came out here --
the rain doesn't seem to make you wet -- We got behind a rock or a
pile of wood -- and in a few moments the rain was gone -- I went
to bed very early that night -- was very tired. The next morning
he gave me an old Ford to go out and look around in. I went over
every place he had taken me and on to some more -- a beautiful
strip of black lava stretching out into the sea -- worn under in
one spot so it was like a bridge --

It was a good morning poking
about with the little girl -- In the afternoon he took us for a
long walk about 3½ hours through all sorts of jungle -- up and down

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very steep hills -- along the sea -- past water falls and deep gorges -- twice we had to take off our shoes to get across streams -- the bottoms all lumps of lava worne fairly smooth by the water -- wonderful big trees in some places -- little tarrow patches where there were little native cabins -- There are no snakes and no poisonous or very prickly things to bother you so I returned with very few scratches -- my bare legs. It is pretty wet and slippery underfoot but I loved it -- we all had a very good time -- I love the things that grow -- the big dark trees -- the big leaves -- the black tream beds with the rushing white water.

When we got back there were two men and a woman from the nearest town --

This morning we all drove on up the road -- the steepest roads I have ever gone up and down till we got to a place almost the end of the road--- and what a view -- ocean behind us and ten thousand foot mountains in front of us and the valleys in them are most startling -- The slope to the sea in one direction was so beautiful -- the long even line of the top of a lava flow miles long -- many waterfalls way up on the mountain that must be very big falls -- We had lunch out on the grass at the edge of the black lava by the ocean -- The lava so very black -- the sea pounding in on it -- hissing through holes in it -- several holes you can look into and see the water come and go way under ground -- then we went through a cave and out on a rock and sat there a long time watching the foamy white waves breaking on black black sand and all the fantastic black lava shapes out beyond in the water. -- In the little bay was an old Hawaiian boat shelter made as they formerly made their houses with three old hand made canoes in it -- fishnets out to dry in front of it --

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It was a very good day. The man and woman left -- one man stayed -- when we got back to the house I was dead for sleep and slept --

It is hard to tell about the islands -- the people have a kind of gentleness that isn't usual on the mainland --- I feel that my tempo must definitely change to put down anything of what is here -- I don't know whether I can or not -- but it is certainly a different world -- and I am glad I came. I wish you could see the black sand and the black lava with the sea-- and the high mountain country that we saw this morning -- I hope to have mail on Tuesday --

A kiss to you off the foam that breaks over the black sand and lava -- it is Sunday night --

Wednesday A.M. 6:45

I am washed and dressed and have exercised
my arm -- I am pleased to tell you that it will do almost anything
the other arm will do but some of the movements are painful so
I keep on making them

--- However it is much improved.

Yesterday I went out painting in the morning --
a little thing about 4 x 6 -- The sun and the general difficulties
make me not want to try anything big -- The most exciting thing here
is the black lava shapes along the water and the cane fields --
The lava does all sorts of queer things as it touches the water
and its blackness with a little bright green on it is startling
against the blue and foaming white of the water --

The cane fields
are everywhere it seems -- run way up on the mountain -- some
of them on astonishingly rough land -- every night we drive out
to see where they are loading and bringing cane in by artificial
light -- The big derrick and trucks and men -- always some one
on horse back moving about in the dim light is spectacular --
and driving at night through the cane fields is very beautiful
-- often it is along the ocean -- Night before last we went through
the sugar factory -- Yesterday afternoon the little girl, Patricia
and Mr. Jennings and I went out to the light house -- Youwwould
have been disgusted with me for wanting to go -- a path round a
high hill on sliding cinder lava then over big rocks -- Then
across slippery sea weedy rocks -- water coming in almost to our
knees -- was big rocks -- a real scramble up -- then along a knife
edge sort of bridge -- I didn't see how I could do it but I did
because they went because I wanted to go -- then up more rocks

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and a high white ladder -- The top where the light revolves is
small but it is fine way up above the sea looking down on the sort
of velvety chocolate rocks that rise up around only not so high --
It was quite a scramble but certainly worth it -- The day before
we drove late in the afternoon down to the most native sort of
Hawaiian village I have seen -- way down through the jungle by
the water -- It is real country here -- but I like it -- Mr.
Jennings a very nice person --

Loves the country and has such good
places to like and to take one to -- The child likes it too --
There is also a dog -- We really have a very good time

A good morning kiss to you -- I must sáart
the day --

And the mail will go

I hnd a letter from you yesterday -- part of it 9 days
old --

Seems funny

And I must say I feel far away in another world here -----

Saturday morning -- good morning --

It is really so nice here --
country -- quiet -- busy -- busy with so many different kinds of
things -- still the man has time to take Patricia and me some
place scrambling over rocks every afternoon -- this even climate
is something I don't seem to be able to understand - even though
it goes on day after day -- Yesterday afternoon we must have
walked a couple of miles along the coast -- always we go to a new
place -- the lava makes a crazy coast -- black with the bright
blue sea -- pounding surf rising very high in the air in many
places -- queer formations worn in the lava -- bridges --gate
ways -- holes through it where it seems wold where the water
comes up in spray -- hissing and blowing --

And I feel so good I
love climbing about over it -- I love the wind and the salt air
-- quite salty spray where you walk the coast and the wind is
from off shore

We climbed down through jungle too to go to some
caves where there is fresh water and you can swim underground
from one cave to another -- And we all like it -- all

However --- even though it is so nice here I am
leaving on Monday for the island of Hawaii

I have two paintings here -- a big one that
is good and a little one that is fair. I think the big one really
quite good.

I'll be starting on my day --

I sit up nights talking with Mr. Jennings

when I might be writing but he is interesting and it adds to every
thing -- He has been very nice in a special way of his own that
makes being here very nice and very interesting

By the time I leave the islands I am going to
know so much more about sugar than I do about pineapples that it
is funny --

I gave a woman -- a Mrs. Cook -- a letter that I asked
her to show you. If she goes to see you be very nice to her and
show her very good paintings --

Through her and businesses that they
control I've had my most interesting times -- and I think her
one of the most remarkable people I've met --

She will not buy
anything but I like her -- she was an experience to me as a person

A kids to you -- I am feeling fine

My arm is very good too

Monday morning -- In an hour or so I'll be leaving Hanna -- I hate to go -- It has been lovely here -- quiet -- only the excitement of what three people can do in the country -- 60 miles from town -- The sugar town is a town of mixed yellow people -- The movies about the only form of city entertainment -- It is so funny to step out the door of the movie house and have to take a long step up a lava bank to the street -- then to see the pairs of dark people moving off into the night in all directions -- just a few cars --

It seems no one has taken so much trouble -- no not exactly trouble -- I should say that Mr. Jennings has been extremely nice and careful thinking for me -- He has made me feel that he enjoyed it too in very quiet, alert -- interested fashion -- The child too is so lovely -- a flower in full bloom with the sun on it --

Every day they have taken me to a different kind of a place -- late in the afternoon -- we have walked and climbed -- and sat in the sun -- And always the places were so good --

Yesterday we went out at about ten -- took lunch -- came back at about 2:30 -- It was such a sparkling sharp sea -- often through these Luhalla trees -- a busy sort of palm -- thick enough with foliage to be a house -- not very tall -- good think shade under them --

Then in the late afternoon went to the good sandy beach and all went in the water -- dog and all -- the air and sun and water all just the right temperature --

And such lovely trees and bushes -- all big leaved right at the edge of the sand -- rocks rising up behind the trees -- green covered rocks -- A

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beach about three long blocks long but quite perfect

Maybe this even temperature would get you down in
time but so far I've loved it --

Tonight we go to a house up on the side of the volcano --
4000 feet up for dinner -- and tomorrow night I take the boat
for Hawaii -- I drove out early this morning -- through the cane --
along the sea -- early light on the mountain tops that are often
in cloud -- some way feeling that I would never experience anything
like it again --

The cane fields sort of get under my skin --
soft of fascinate me -- and every day I learn more about them --
When you get snatches of the sea through the sharp softly waving
leaves it is really lovely --

This morning they were burning a
field -- the fire crackling -- and the thin smoke in the wind
across the mountain -- and always the smell of it -- sometimes
so strong it has waked me in the night

And always you are away of Willis Jennings with
his mind on his job in a determined reasoning -- and sometimes
dreaming sort of fashion

Every morning we listen to the news on the radio before 7:30
breakfast -- It sounds pretty hectic and I can imagine that more
out in the world than this you are all in a rather excited state.

I have taken passage for the States for April 7th.
When I get over to Hawaii and get mail from you and see how I
like it there I will be more definite -- I am inclined to think
that if I find a good place to stay there that I will plan to stay
a little longer on the islands -- maybe ten days more -- leaving
around the 15th -- or 20th. Will decide when I get to Hawaii.

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I have three paintings from here -- one big one of white flowers -- It has been funny to see the way it made them all open their eyes -- and two of lava with the sea -- am sorry that I got no cane. One of the lava sea is 20 x 24 -- the other about 4 x 6 -- The flower 30 x 36

It is raining -- I came in the rain and it seems that I will go in the rain. Until now 10:10 -- it has been a beautiful morning but I could see the rain out at sea -- when I went out early

I hope this finds you well. -- it leaves me feeling very well and getting very black -- and also getting so sure of my feet on the rocks that I am quite over feeling afraid I'll slip as I did at first -- I can even surprise myself with the rough places I can get to bare footed. I have learned to wear the Japanese sandal with string between the first and second toe -- and worst of all in spite of what Japan may be doing I carry one of their paper umbrellas --

A kiss to you

Don't you think it would be nice to send my portfolio to the Jennings -- You see I have been just visiting here and I want to do something for them.

Would you have Andrew pack it and send it to

Willis Jennings

Hana

Main

Territory of Hawaii

They would be very pleased I know -- Mrs. Jennings has cut my colored pictures out of Life and put them away specially -- I hope you can get it off without too much trouble --

Thursday March 23 5 P.M.

I think it is the 23rd. How are you?

I am fine -- And when you write
me that it is snowing and blowing and I can stand out in this rain
that doesn't wet you I am glad I'm here -- When I first came to
Main I wrote you about the beautiful green valley -- Well -- it is
a wonderful valley -- I've been painting up it for three days and
it is just too beautiful with its sheer green hills and waterfalls
-- I should say mountains - not hills -- a winding road that
really frightens me -- big trucks have to stop and back up to get
round the curves but even if I'm scared it is worth it -- you
drive about ten miles an hour -- it is just a narrow shelf on the
side of the sheer mountain walls -- I've borrowed a station wagon
from the Sugar Plantation here-- I am at Wailuku, Main -- Mr.
Jennings and Patritia brought me down Monday -- I hated to leave
Hanna -- it was something not like other places -- really friendly
-- I felt at home -- Monday night we were invited to a house half
way up the volcano for dinner -- it poured rain -- the water about
two inches deep on the walk to the house -- Patritia and I took
off our shoes and ran to the door -- I felt a bit strange standing
barefoot in the rain -- shoes in hand being greeted by a woman
I had never seen before -- she dressed in quite elegant purple
red velvet -- huge open fire places with roaring fires -- in all
the rooms -- a house like nothing else I've seen -- sort of elegant
and free -- but all held well in hand -- It was a very good evening
-- the mother I have heard much about was ill -- I still hope
to see her -- Half way up the volcano is 4000 feet above sea level
-- 40 miles up there --

Next morning Patricia and Mr. Jennings

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and I started for the volcano rim at 10 to four -- dark of course
--- to see the sun rise --- Well -- we didn't see anything but
fog and rain and patches of snow -- but on the way down in the
dawnlight the fields and hills and ocean and near islands all floated
out in the clouds like a fairy story --- it was very beautiful --

They left after lunch on Tuesday - I should have told you
that the volcano rim we went up to is over 10,000 feet above sea
level -- it floats out there in the sky like a dream when I came
out of my green valley. I am staying here till next Tuesday and
am writing the Ayres people to get me passage around the 20th
instead of the 7th -- that will give me a little over two weeks on
the island of Hawaii and I'll need a few days in Honolulu -- three
or four to get repacked and generally collected for the boat --

I am glad I came -- I could stay right here on this
island for two or three months and like it -- a country hotel that
is comfortable -- clean -- food quite alright -- nothing fancy --
the people amuse me when I have time to walk down the street --
there is a church I'd love to paint and wonderful trees -- not many
tourists --

there are cane fields -- a sugar mill -- I'd like to
try to paint both -- there is my green valley -- and I haven't even
started looking at the volcano --

Just a quiet little town - a bit quaint and queer
Nice couple past middle age run the hotel --

I hope you are alright -- I had a letter sent back from
Hanna yesterday. Must have mail waiting on Hawaii now -- but I
had to stay here just the same. I think one of my green valley
paintings would do for Ayres --

A kiss to you from this island -- I've hardly seen

Isn't this paper grand ?

Saturday night and I am still here. I
am certainly leaving on Tuesday the 28th for Hawaii --

I have been painting away at a great pace -- Have
four paintings this week. With my station wagon from the sugar
mill and my green valley lined with sheerly steep mountains I've
had a lovely time. -- This little hotel is very good -- the Japanese
boy carries my things up and down stairs for me -- There is a
Danish man who has charge of recreational work for the island
who treats me as if I am his own special guest -- It makes things
easy -- yesterday he took me to Lahina -- around on the warm dry
side of the island. It was hot -- all quite different than here
-- you will be disgusted when I tell you that I ate raw fish
for lunch at a little Japanese place. It is a special fish that
they eat raw and it doesn't even taste like fish -- also there
were mangos and cocoanut milk -- It is a different sort of a world
over there -- bare mountains sloping up gradually from the sea--
cane fields up the slopes a little way -- and always the sugar
mill -- and the various types of housing for the workers--

Today
I was at the house of the plantation manager here and it is as
elegant and modern as the very swanky place Anita had at
Palm Beach in a setting as handsome as I've ever seen for a
house -- The volcano out in front -- cane fields and the fantastic
mountains of my valley rising up at the back -- an irrigation
ditch making a neat stream running across the front lawn -- some
lovely trees and very large lawns all around -- The volcano is
about 40 miles away you know -- 10,000 feet high -- it seems
to float out in the sky like the clouds.

My paintings are all sharp green valleys with waterfalls.

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Today was very rainy so the valley is full of mists -- It is queer
to sit out there in the rain painting and not mind the rain till it
really poured so hard I couldn't see much -- then I finally packed
up and came in --

I get up at about six -- and go to bed early -- last
night right after supper -- Am feeling fine -- usually walk a little
up the valley -- and again before supper around the town -- so many
oriental people make it different than any town I was ever in --

Makes me feel I ought to go on to Japan and China when I
get this far -- it seems to be the next move I should make --
I guess I am drifting out in space a bit like the volcano.

You see Honolulu is really like the main land --
this island seems to be drifting off in space some place I've never
been and I seem to like it. It has an unchanging sort of feeling -

I had to laugh in the hotel lobby tonight I found myself
reading the book section of a Sunday N.Y. Times a month old. I
picked it up as eagerly as if it were just out today.

I have no back ground to build this island on like
we have our indian in the states. The Hawaiian is so mixed with
the other races they all seem old even when they are young and
I feel almost too new to be of it at all -- I feel quite apart
from the place but I like what I see -- and I like the feel of it

A good night to you -- I get sleepy so early it is funny --
A soft little kiss to you

Wish I could look in on you.

Sunday night -- 9:15

Was out painting till 3 then drove up the volcano for
the sun set -- It is a long twisting drive -- up through clouds
to the top of the earth -- nothing but rocks and clouds and

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some sort of red and golden earth piled in huge piles down inside
the black crater --- the wind is hard and damp and cold --- in
my winter coat and green shawl I was cold but it was worth it
--- sort of terrifying --- separated from the earth by the vast
mass of clouds --- a spot of ocean in a couple of places --- an
edge of the island here and there --- the sun setting --- a small
moon directly over head ---

really sort of unbelievable --- Hawaiis
three highest mountains rising out of the sea of cloud -- one snow
topped ---- no --- not bad at all

A good night kiss to you

I'm tired

In about 3 hours I am leaving Main for Hawaii. I am sorry to go
--- I like it here -- It is easy to get about as things that are very
good are near by. I have five paintings --from Wailuka -- two from
Hana -- A very good island -- much more like an island than Oahu

--- I have such a fantastic flower that some one gave me
yesterday -- am taking it along -- it is sort of dry and flat
but lovely red and green and yellow -- a variety of ginger --

The variety of landscape and weather on a little
island like this is almost laughable -- and all the changes
are only a few miles away --

There are more Japanese than all the
other nationalities put together -- Well -- they have chosen a good
place.

I just read your last letter again -- Look forward to the mail
that I will get day after tomorrow on Hawaii

I hope some of my letters got to you -- I
didn't realize that boats were tied up till yesterday -- one clipper
is so often delayed that I hadn't been sending clipper mail till
the last letter

I guess an island out here is a long way from New
York but I have liked it --

am glad I came

However I must say I do look forward to my letters when I haven't
had one in a week

The people here are nice -- they are from
everywhere in the states-- when they invite you for dinner -- I
wish Einstein could go in my place -- they give you so much to eat
-- I ate like that last night -- at a house on a hill top -- the
volcano out one side -- the mountains of my valley out the other

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way -- the town just a little spot of a thing at the foot of the
mountains --

And in the afternoon walked a long way on a beach --
such rows and rows of white surf breaking on a reef a little way
out and such a wind -- really hard wind --

Some of the streets are so narrow - a car can barely get
through them --

Yes it is a funny island

A kiss to you as I am leaving it

I go by boat over night -- will be there early
in the morning

I wonder and wonder about you

Well --- Here I am finally on the big island, Hawaii -- Two days on it ----- no --- three days --

I came over on the night boat --
Japanese - Chinese - a few mised looking folks and fat tourists
with carnation lais round their necks -- We had to get in a little
boat to go out to the big boat 9:30 P.M. -- many bundles and
packages got on too -- and when we got to the big boat had to
climb up a sort of slanting ladder up the side -- One fat old girl
sat down puffing and said "Well if I'd known I had to do that I
wouldn't have come -- I'd have thought I couldn't" -- and my
kind answer was "Well aren't you glad that you know you can do it"
-- she looked a bit surprised and said "Yes I am" --

and so it goes

-- The boat rocked about and at times I felt suspended in space
as if it had gone down and left me there -- I didn't sleep --
even after taking a sleeping pill -- and I wasn't sick feeling
till I bent over to put my things in the suit case -- I drank
some coffee ate some toast and got off the boat clutching a strange
ginger flower some one had given me and holding my paper umbrella
over my head as it was raining quite hard. Friends of Willis
Jennings met me. - a man armed Bill Bryan and his wife -- He is
a forest ranger I think -- He took me out to see the big water
fall near Hilo -- the falls are just what a water fall should be
-- with a walk through a hilly tropical park -- all in the rain
-- No one minds the rain here so I go along too --

Then his wife

got two of her friends -- women -- and took me to a black sand
beach -- much bigger than the one at Hana but not so pretty -- It
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rough cinder like lava with only a little grey fungus on it -- and
a dry looking tree with a bright red feathery flower and foliage
from almost black to pale green grey -- sometimes a few new red
leaves and always many little pale greyish green buds -- We drove
about a hundred and 25 miles -- part of it through as tropical
woods as I have seen -- about a third of it along the sea-- then
up to the top of the volcano where they left me at the hotel -- It
was a good day -- At the volcano house it was raining just misting
-- it had been clear most of the day after we left Hilo --

But at
the volcano the steam rose out of the earth anywhere -- Put your
hand in the crack it came out of and it felt warm -- At 4000 feet
the temperature was pretty cold -- Well -- I didn't care for
that place. I don't like steam coming out of the earth and holes
in the road where the earth has opened up and not closed properly
-- and great bumps about a foot high where the pavement just rose
up and didn't go down.

I looked into many craters -- one three miles across
if I remember rightly -- the others seemed small in comparison --
but were big enough to make me not enjoy staying around there --
It was cold and damp too so yesterday at noon I left and drove
over here -- another hundred miles -- The roads are narrow and
winding and hilly and over lots of fairly new lava flows -- wicked
looking stuff and here I am at a place that everybody says is
lovely -- a very comfortable hotel right on the ocean at the end
of the earth it seems to me and I feel a bit as if I fell out of
the sky to get here -- great long breakers roaring in on the rocks
about two of my stones throws from my window and you know I can't
throw a stone very far -- palm trees between me and the sea --

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-- all as every body likes it -- It was almost supper time when I got here -- I went to bed right after supper -- Got up at 6:30 and have spent the day with my strange flower and have a start on a painting that really pleases me -- It is going to be good -- I lay out on the sand in the sun as long as I dared -- the rest of the day spent out on the porch painting --

When it was almost dark I walked down the street -- it looks very primitive -- but I couldn't see much -- some very big trees -- a queer church and the poorest sort of little houses -- I'll wait to look around much till I'm through with my flower --

It is really a wonderful flower -- You will think I made it up -- You will not believe it is true

I was glad to have mail from you when I got here -- five letters -- The last mailed on the 26th. That is last Sunday

I have changed my sailing to April 21st -- twenty first - I want to work more than I can in a week. I just begin to be clear enough about it all to feel that I have something to say about it -- and I must get at least one painting out of it that is a kind of color I have in mind. My valley paintings and my black lava are something quite different from what I have in mind -- Today is my first good start on it. This flower is even rare here-- but it is like something I feel here --

The country is very paintable but I don't get hold of a new thing so quickly -- It doesn't happen in a minute --

I was pleased that you enjoyed seeing me in Claudies movie -- If I remember it rightly I looked very anxious about you and you didn't look particularly interested in me -- I am

sending you three bad snaps that Harold Stein took of me at
Hana --- That string on my hat is a knotted rag Patricia gave me
to tie it on with -- it was most unbecoming -- The sea roars
outside -- rain drops -- and some one plays a string instrument
out there somewhere not far off in the night

A good night kiss to you

WILMINGTON, CALIF

APRIL 18, 1939

Tuesday night

In the morning the sea trip is over --

I'll be glad --

Steichen and wife have been on board -- that has been nice

I was sick for a day and a half -- changed my room
and am alright

- A wireless from peggie this morning says she
will meet me --

I must get into bed

A kiss to you

I'll be along soon -- about next Wednesday

I think --

I'm going to the fair for a couple of days -- and a
day with peggie

Good night -

Grison's
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English Mutton Chop Kidney 1.00
Lamb Chops... Two, .75 Two Extra Thick, .95
Louisiana Soft Shell Crabs 1.00
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Royal French Mushrooms on Toast .75
French Fried Onions .25
Fresh Vegetables in Season .20

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Assorted Homemade Pies .15
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