This painting is in the indoor part of the original Café du Monde, in the French Market. I think it’s fantastic. I tried to find a reproduction of it, but couldn’t. I begged Tom to take this photo, which was glare-y and the painting itself has chandeliers in front of it. But post-Photoshop, I’m glad he did.
This house was on Esplanade, a few blocks towards the lake from Decatur, where we were staying. I thought it would have been the perfect setting for a Williams play. Or maybe a horror movie.