sheet 17-1/2 x 11-1/4 inches
drawing of a woman's face with text across the image; text reads "He allowed her all her vividness. The movie was so good, I forgot she was my mother. It's you who has shrunken, she seemed to say to me. And I had to step back a few rows, coloring. 'I hate you!' She shot me a malevolent glare straight in, the look that breaks the lens. The camera took a dive crazily, as if the cameraman had just fainted; the shot hung stupidly in the balance. She had that triumphant look on her face- -the close-up held - - the look that forever cut away to scenes of shocking disarray and derangement, violence and insanity. She glowed like a star - - a star playing with her oscar. She's never coming down! The screen was her natural element."
ink on paper
T. B. Walker Acquisition Fund, 1996
inpencil on reverse LR "RaP 213"
Copyright retained by the artist