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(or diary letter)                   Jones St
Phil,
I'm finding it hard to get it together here to work. LoTs of domestic pressure from Michael + Harriet, + studio problems that boggle the mind - e.g. I almost died today as the exterminator gassed my studio to kill the thousands of fleas that had bred over the summer from the cats Rachel gave me a couple of yrs. ago, and the paint company that I bought $18,000 worth of sprectrum [[spectrum]], value shaded colors delivers everything but the basic red, and on + on. 
[left margin] Monilla Kromy [/left margin]
Anyway, another remark of Michael's got me started again. You know how he held Judd against me. well, I never could defend myself. + something about it bothered me. I liked Judd o.k. + I liked the general severity + blunt volumetric quality of his work, but I was never crazy for it, and I would never allow Judd (his wk on his ideas). to say, do anything like distort any take on Caro. So it seemed to me that Michael was being especially