504. Both my brother and I immediately suggested Dennis Bezanowitz, the boy who could draw Donald Duck so well, to do the job. Even though Dennis was concentrating on portraits of birds and animals, we could think of no one else, because he was the only one in our graduating class that had been interested in art.
505. I knew all about those big abstract paintings since I was going to school in New York back then, so I got a book out of the library, I think the title was "The Meaning Of Modern Art" and went to pay a visit to Dennis and see if he would do the painting commission.
506. The boy who could draw Donald Duck was still living with his parents that winter of 1962, and his room had been made into a small studio. He had a hand made easel next to a table covered with paints and brushes, and on a canvas was a half finished painting of a Mallard duck. I had never seen a work in progress before, and was struck by its odd appearance.
507. The top of the picture was complete down to the very finest detail, and the bottom of the canvas was blank except for a few indistinct pencil lines. The brown tones of the feathers looked perfect but the green band on the neck was the wrong green, and had been scrubbed out and was being repainted. In front of the painting was a gigantic magnifying glass on a pivot, through which the details were magnified and distorted.