From “The Memoirs, Volume Two” –

            I had been enjoying my nice, big studio on Independencia street across from the park and doing a lot of drawing, mostly nudes, and convincing they guys to pose for me.  They always liked it.

I had a little studio show of the works one day and printed up a nice flier.  A lot of people came.

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            Then that summer, Nancy and I were scheduled to go to St. Louis to an AIDS Convention and I got ahold of a friend, Janet Brannen, who was enthused I was coming and said, "Oh, Bill, you should have a show in my friend's gallery while your here."  I immediately thought of Gertrude Stein's definition of an artist, someone who will hang a painting anywhere, and said, "Gee!  What kind of gallery?"

            So it was arranged and I rolled up my nudes and took them to St. Louis.  The gallery people made a big deal over them.

I fairly filled the small space to the ceiling, if I remember correctly.

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