Easy enough to blame our parents, but we were both in our
thirties. What was the real reason we settled into the routine of a
long term "arrangement"?
What was the real reason? I repeated the phrase. Murphy purred, and I
tried desperately to go to sleep -- repeating the phrase over and over
again to myself so that I could sleep without responding.
In the sixties I did a series which focused on women and their lovers.
As usual, the women were central to the work.
Katherine Hepburn and Spencer Tracy. In the painting she was
Tracy in the Philadelphia Story. Divorced from her first husband. About
to marry "the wrong man".