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is still in me. Even as I constructed my first physical paintings, I continued fashioning these flights of washes around snatches of favorite poems

By 1960, the seperate sheets of poems had fused into long unfolding books which Milton Resnick once described as "journies of painting." As I became conscious of the practise of this painting I became less engaged in it. Before the Spring of 1961, I was through with it. Physical painting with its compressed representational imagery was my total preoccupation after that.

In the Summer of 1961, it became necessary for me to gain a large loft. I left the Manhattan clamor for the fond seclusion of the