He knew Bernadette best. He realized that she needed to create.” “Or she’d become a menace to society,” I said. “That’s where I really failed your mom,” he said. “She was an artist who had stopped creating. I should have done everything I could to get her back.” “Why didn’t you?” “I didn’t know how. Trying to get an artist to create… it’s gigantic. I write code. I didn’t understand it. I still don’t. You know, I’d forgotten, until I read that Artforum article, that we used Mom’s MacArthur money to buy Straight Gate. It was like Bernadette’s hopes and dreams were literally crumbling around us.”
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