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brighter. I'll minimize everything else. The field was grass, and I didn't want to paint a bunch of grass. I'm not interested in grass. I'm interested in punctuating the composition with details of interest, then directing the viewer to the light up into the sky. Family: Your daughter. WA: Toni Anzalone. If you go out to 954 and turn down that way, it's about four miles from here. She lives up on a hill over there. She's always busy. On the afterlife. WA: I'm not a hereafter kind of a guy. I don't expect that there's something waiting for me. I'm just going to enjoy it while I'm here. I'd love to be surprised. Your new sweetheart. WA: Sally Isenberg. She has a place about 10 to 12 miles from here, up by 290. When I used to take Louise to eye exams, she'd come with me and take Louise into the restrooms and things like that. So she was tremendously h e l p f u l , a n d h e r husband had just died from a frontal-lobe kind of thing. She was recovering from that. Sally is a sweetheart, but she drives me crazy because she's a planner. And I'm not. I never go too much beyond tomorrow. Everything in my mind is spontaneous. You make decisions, and then you do it. Yeah, we get along fine, and we have a great time together. We'll go have dinner together two or three times a week. She's a lot more sociable than I am. We'll be drinking wine, and there's a message, there's a bleep, there's a phone call because she's got a whole cadre of friends. On solitude. WA: I'm one of the nicest people I know. I can sit and talk to me for hours on end. I do disagree with me a lot, because I can't understand how I could have done that yesterday, and it's so damn stupid, and I should know better. So I get in an argument with myself. Ultimately, I'm a good guy, and I like talking to me. Fortunately, I don't need to sell paintings. I don't need to sell anything. I have more than enough money to carry me through the rest of my life without any difficulty. Don't misunderstand; painting is not a way to get rich. The stockmarket is, and that's what I did. I played the stockmarket for years and am in good shape because of it. Longevity tips: A day in the life. WA: I have carrots every day. I buy five pounds of carrots, and I go through them in about two weeks. I start off with breakfast, which I've now switched back to Grape-Nuts and soy milk. I put a little bit of maple that, instead. Because I used to smoke, there are times you just need something in your hand. You now know my whole day. Fitness and sex. WA: Now I usually exercise around 2:30 to 3 pm. I have a gym here. I have a treadmill, weights, and I have a power rack. I'm set up pretty good. And I have a bed in the room. I was convinced that I would involve myself with a woman sooner or later, and I never wanted anybody to live with. So after Louise died, about a year or two later, I gave away my king-size bed. I took the bed I had bought for Louise in the nursing home, which was a single bed, and I use that. So that anybody that comes here — any female, that is — sees my single bed and recognizes I'm not interested in sleeping with somebody. I don't mind sex; that's great fun. I don't want somebody living with me. On your Fayetteville art dealers. WA: Jerry [Herring] is a nice guy. [He and Joan Herring] are first-rate people. They really are, and he's one of the few people around here I spend time with. We share stories a lot. On what's new in your work for Red & White. WA: I feel that you [no longer] get lost in pretty. God, I can paint pretty. You should see me paint pretty. But I have to stop myself. I tend to lose focus, because I love paint. Just moving that stuff around I get excited. Everything is about paint. "William Anzalone: New Work," September 10 – October 17, at Red & White Gallery, Fayetteville; artist reception, Saturday, September 11, 4 to 6 pm; In Houston, the artist is represented by Nancy Littlejohn Fine Art, syrup on it, and it's very good. That's usually 5:30 am to quarter of 6. I get up early. Then at 7:30 am, I shave a carrot, eat a carrot, maybe two, and make my first pot of coffee. Usually I drink green tea before that. At about 10:30 to 11 am, I eat lunch. You'll get upset about this. I'm not a cook. I don't care about food. What lunch means — I grab a chicken breast, and I buy different cans of soup, especially hearty corn chicken chowder. I cut up the chicken breast, I throw the soup on it, and I eat that for lunch. That's my protein. Then I have to make a big salad for supper and eat fruit in the afternoon. Rituals. WA: At 4 o'clock every afternoon, I used to have wine. But I've been drinking beer. A bottle of low-alcohol beer, a Budweiser or something like William Anzalone in his Round Top studio 90

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