||i was walking in san francisco alone late at night, my wife in uzbekistan on a months long research trip, on lonely nights i sometimes crave walking with the late crowds in the cool air. and i saw this couch in a store window, a radiant reddish gold, over a zebraskin rug and under a poster showing paul klee. the neon sign over the warmly lit window said "an impossible thing." and it seized me, the delightful image of that impossible couch, as something i had to paint. this was one of my first experiences with a gift image, a random, unexpected, irresistible encounter with an image that fills the imagination with a holler of delight.