A drawing book I began in 1975, black bound with graph-lined paper and stamped page numbers. The women have fascinated and inspired me, as artists, muses, thinkers, influencers, and sometimes simply by the photographic evidence of their anonymous faces. I have left the book untouched for many years at a stretch, but come back to it periodically, like food. I brought it along and showed it to Henry Miller when Robert Snyder introduced us and took the three of us out to a three-hour dinner in 1976 at Henry’s favorite Italian restaurant in Santa Monica.