…I get back to Mexico and then you can teach me.
Diego is fine. He’s working day and night like a slave. But I think he’ll finish the first fresco soon. He’s deciding whether to leave when he finishes this fresco, and then come back later to do the other one at the School of Fine Arts here, or if he should paint that one now and we’d go back to Mexico in three months. I believe that, even if it takes longer, it would be better to finish the two in one long stretch rather than to have to come back later. That would be worse, don’t you think? In any case, we’ve been here for three months and during another three I would continue missing you very much..
I’m painting. I’ve made six pictures and everyone has liked them very much.
The people from here have treated us very well. The Mexicans who live here in San Francisco are real mules. You can’t imagine. Anyway, there are idiots everywhere. And there are some gringos who, God help us, are as “thick as bricks.” But there are some positives. They aren’t as shameless here as they are in our beloved Mexico.
When I get back, I’ll tell you a tremendous number of things. You haven’t told me yet if Sombra’s puppies are male or female. The little baldies must be very cute. Aren’t they? Take good care of the mother dog…