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...father disappeared in 1941--just vanished after being drafted into a work brigade. What had happened? No one knew, but they did know that Jewish men around Eastern Europe were disappearing like a morning fog. Then in March 1944, the Germans occupied Budapest and, Grove says, "they began rounding us up. Not us, actually, because my mother and I were in hiding, but Jews. Jews they were rounding up." He blinks and sips at his Scotch...
...leaving the picture with the traces of its own making. This reworking leaves an impression of curiosity, not indecision. The paintings are broadly brushed and then "tuned" by passages of fine, but not fidgety, detail. The color, glazed or discreetly scumbled, is luminous--now diffuse like sea fog, now hard and bright as direct sun. The Ocean Parks radiate an Apollonian calm, an uncoercive authority. They are the creations of a man with a fully integrated temperament, candid but not showy. There is nothing else quite like them in modern painting, in America or the world...
Driving on the highway, I am stuck behind a black delivery truck from East Coast Custom Car. On the back of the truck in bright yellow lettering is a list of things sold at East Coast Custom Car: stereos, alarm systems, bed liners, 4X4 accessories, trailer hitches, fog lights, wheels "and so much more." I make a note to include these items in my accounts, then turn off toward the bay, which is winter blue already. The powerboats have disappeared. The cormorants swarm in a black mass near the mouth of a creek, their snake heads craning for invisible fish...
...with Costa for 45 minutes, patiently answering his questions and offering help in the form of cheery phrases, such as "This is a new form they came out with in January" and "There's a form to fill out for that--I believe it's 83-79." Through the fog, Costa began to see his options: "So if I got divorced it would be a different matter? For $30,000? Gee whiz..." Except for one foolish moment when Costa, swept away by all the goodwill, asked if he could have some coffee (Salinger: "Uh, no"), it all went pretty well...
...Seems like a fog of lethargy has fallen on the crowd, Sonny...