Angna Enters,
Among the Daughters
(1955)
“ The sun had gone and the paintings became simplified patterns of light and dark in the fading light, strange without their colors. Exciting new shapes appeared and he wanted to rush and repaint each one in its exoticism but was afraid to move for fear they would disappear from sight, Lucy with them. "I told Mother I might be late. Why don't we sit and talk? I'm not hungry, are you?" ”
