For my last night in Tennessee I stopped by my old friends Gael and Susan. Not only are they old friends but they were early supporters of my work. Their house is lined with prints and originals of my work going back decades. I’ve counted 15 so far. Their back yard is lined with trees along the shore of a river. I went out in the dark with a gray sketch pad, an ink pen and a few colored pencils. I sketched in the dark long enough for the picture to emerge and just before the rain came down. I went inside and worked on it in silence listening to the thunder rumbling and the falling rain.