It's spring here in California, which means it's time to ship work to the Left Bank Gallery in Cape Cod. I drag up salvaged computer boxes from the basement and wrap 10 paintings in old sheets, wedged in place with recycled styrofoam. The guys at my house help me load them in the car, and I drive them up in the hills to Doug's house, where he helps me ship them at commercial rate. And then they are flung out into the unknown world of planes and trucks, my children leaving home. Thank you to Audrey for giving them an audience so far away. And thank you to Doug for your part in the journey.