I am writing this in the 21st century.
If the time shifts are not always obvious,
so it is with my memory of the events.
Layers of memory.
Painting in the hills in 1944.
Dinner with Gus in 1944.
Painting in my studio at Cal in 1946
or was it 1947?
There was a painting I was working on
that was saturated with
repeated small brushstrikes.
Back and forth motion of the paintbrush.
Back and forth motion of the paintbrush.