INDIA . . Hindus
. . .Drums in the jungle at
night sound fearsome, but I follow the sound two miles to this scene where
I lurk. Men from the temple carry a diety. The householders spread their
offerings on the hearth. I scamper back to our hut, light a candle and
paint the scene from memory on a large sheet of watercolor paper, finishing
at dawn. It hangs on our wall today.