Georgia O'Keeffe Page #3

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Emmy.

I've left her.

Twenty-five years of unhappiness,

it took me one hour, 15 minutes.

Yes! Here, here.

I don't suppose you have room for a lodger.

We might have one space for you,

Mr. Stieglitz.

What are you doing?

If you're gonna have a lodger

and it's gonna be me...

...then if we have visitors,

we need some propriety.

We can't have them thinking

we sleep in the same room.

Really? Really?

We can't? We can't? We can't?

- We have got to...

- No, no, no, no.

You know, one day, you're gonna

have to put some color on those.

They have to dry. It takes six months.

Do you know what I miss

more than anything in New York?

No.

Tell me what you miss, and I'll get it for you.

I miss the sky.

So, this is the woman

who destroyed my son's marriage.

Pleased. Very pleased to meet you.

Well done, Alfred.

Right.

- What did... What did you do there?

- I just adjusted the wicket. That's all.

All right, now, is it... Is it my go or your go?

- It's yours.

- All right.

Yes!

To be perfectly honest,

no one misses your wife, Alfred, do they?

She was a cow. You're lucky to be rid of her.

Of course, there is Kitty.

It's always hard on the children,

these extramarital affairs.

That is what you call them now, isn't it?

From the Latin "extra," outside of...

...and also, appropriately,

besides or on top of.

As in, a little something extra on the side.

- Mother, please.

- Lee!

I won't mention the unmentionables.

I won't mention your wife's distant cousin,

Amanda, what's-her-name, Hoff?

Mrs. Hoff is, as I'm sure you know,

as the whole world knows...

...my son Lee's very special friend.

We don't mention Mrs. Hoff in this house

lest we upset Mrs. Hoff's husband...

...not to mention Lee's wife.

Tell me, Alfred,

do you think modern art is a reflection.

...of this very modern way of life?

Or do you think that this unmentionable way

of modern life.

...inspires the wretched refuse

we now call art?

Did I say something funny?

Wider, please.

- Can you see anything?

- Absolutely nothing.

Well, look some more.

There's something going on.

I was up half the night.

- You're perfectly fine.

- Is there any inflammation?

No.

Nothing a few years of intense

psychoanalysis wouldn't cure.

I don't find that amusing.

Put your shirt back on or you will get sick.

- Alfred...

- Thank you.

You're my brother.

You don't need to thank me.

Just with Emmy gone,

I find myself without a regular income.

I still have regular expenses with the gallery

and magazine...

- So I do find myself a little bit short.

- Please. I understand.

- I'll pay you back.

- I'm sure you will.

- I've started photographing again.

- Good.

And I'm planning

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