I've brought this photograph with me every time that I've changed computers for the last handful of years. I'm not quite sure why. It would be easy enough to recreate. The original is anything but elusive. And yet, I find myself attached to it. I often find that I too easily attach to inanimate objects, but this isn't even that. It is merely a few pixels on a screen. but it follows me everywhere I go, only to hide in a corner until once again I have to decide what to pack up and take with me on the move. If anything it gives me more sadness than joy.
To Have and Have Not publicity still, 1944