I went to the Mills College MFA thesis show last night. My friend Monica was showing her new work, and I thought it was great. I was inspecting one of her paintings up close when a gentleman approached and asked what I saw from so near. I told him that I was smelling it, that those scents took me back to my own days in a studio, mixing paints and linseed oil… The gentleman turned out to be Monica’s father, and a very nice guy.