The idea (for the

The idea (for the painting ‘Room in New York’, 1932, ed.) had been in my mind a long time before I painted it. It was suggested by glimpses of lighted interiors seen as I walked along city streets at night, probably near the district where I live (Washington Square, New York, fh) although it’s no … Read more

Your fingertips across my

Your fingertips across my skin, The palm trees swaying in the wind, Images. You sang me Spanish lullabies, The sweetest sadness in your eyes, Clever trick… I cannot go to the ocean, I cannot drive the streets at night, I cannot wake up in the morning without you on my mind, So now you’re gone … Read more