Then I took a night course at Brooklyn College, an Adult Ed class, and the instructor told me I had talent. He didn’t have to tell me. I knew it. “I’ve had some recognition. I had a show at the Chuck Levitan Gallery a little over a year ago. You know the gallery? On Grand Street?” I didn’t. “Well, he gave me a one-man show. A one-woman show. A one-person show. Shit, you have to think before you talk nowadays, have you noticed?” “Uh-huh.”
