August 9, 2018

Slept amazingly well. Went to the studio and worked hard at The Empress and the Cabybara, having to quit because the paint needed to dry before I could do detail work. A couple from Knoxville appeared, and wrote down my recommendations for places to eat.  When I came to Asheville there was ONE restaurant– Three Brothers– downtown. You could walk down Patton or Biltmore in unspoilt solitude. If you were downtown at all it was because you were gay and passing from one bar to another, or waiting for a ride from a kindly stranger. One thing passes away; a dozen things take its place.