Box 1

"Carl writes me that you are still in N. York - but where? You must tell me where you exhibit in Dallas so that Pierce Bal[?]win can give you his list for invitations for your show..."

"The invitation to your show and its catalogue - what happy inspiration the titles are has come in time for me to be with you in spirit and to send you trillions of good wishes..."

"I am impatiently waiting now for a little word from you to hear that the exhibition - that is your pictures are a huge success- that they are being understood- appreciated and being bought..."

"It was sweet of you to send me the clipping- copy the two others all excellent- and to write me enough to know your pictures were a success- they received the right appreciation..."

"Life has been unbearably complicated and more than usually exhausting- reasons that prevented the answering of your two so very welcome letters..."

"For over a month there has been neither time nor energy for anything. Not even to quiet any anxiety for you. Are you alright? Did you manage to win your ease and come out whole and sound?..."

"Over two miserable months have passed since I heard from you. Arthritis and an infected foot upon which the doctor doesn't permit me to stand. Max has disappeared- a note saying he was leaving town at once..."

"My days seem to be as disturbed as the weather. The weather is abominable- the days are mad..."

"All morning Monday and Tuesday was spent attempting to get you on telephone...."

"Pierre B[?] informing, you came and left and I didn't see you. Mons. Maurice Grosser has just telephoned me that you are going to Tanger- I hope not..."