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320 pages, Hardcover
First published April 11, 2023
"A muddy black-and-white newspaper photograph. I'm standing on a scaffold made from two tall stepladders with boards running between them. I've barely begun the mural, haven't even started putting color on the wall of the brand-new post office. In the photo, the wall looks almost blank, though if you know what you're looking for, you can faintly see the penciled grid I've been laying out, where I'll soon sketch the underlying form of my plan--curving lines moving across the space, swelling and rising and breaking like waves, the flow of energy moving left to right like a line of text. Up on the scaffold, my head nearly touches the ceiling. My tousle-top hair needs a trim. I'm wearing baggy khaki pants and a workingman's T-shirt and an old pair of Converse All Stars. In the photograph, the paint stains barely show. I'm holding a brush in my hand, not because I've been using it but because the photographer asked me to hold it where the camera would see it. Long and Eve stand a few feet apart on the new black-and-white tile floor, their chins lifted looking up at me. Eve is wearing a fancy show business cowgirl outfit. She looks a little silly, and at that moment somewhat ordinary. Long wears a dark business suit with subtle Western yokes on the chest. The photo highlights the gray at his temples and emphasizes the difference in their ages. They're tired, having driven hours from Cheyenne after a few late nights of political business, lobbying and glad-handing. The flash bulb pops and records the moment we first met, and it was news. The caption on the front page of the Dawes Journal read, 'After Cheyenne trip, prominent rancher John Long and wife greet WPA painter.'"