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Tuesday, 24th June, '40
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The entrance to the continent - last Wed. Golden Gate hills and coastline. colors as I had never seen, except in thought and wish. The clouds of mist above the hills. The white buildings on hills, the red bridge.

The ride through S.F. - Herb & Laurel - streets, wide, long, straight. Richmond & Berkeley -- The yellow hills, the light brown & gray rocks, the rounded domes for mists. the green water in the bay, & the great distances all around.

Berkeley - college town - and young men & women. Karl's friends - some serious, but most dillettantes, afraid, nervous, effeminate, glibly talking, discussing, with dainty enthusiasm. It was not the people for me. I sought people sturdier than they.

S.F. - Met Walter Lindamen, Tom Hayes, Bud Dixon, Clay Spohn - here are real people - The struggling artists accomplishing much in face of much hardship. These are the people who matter & who live and express life and the spirit of the city they have for home.

Mural painting - so much does it express. I shall have to take more life classes - one