Heading for Starbuck's he turned and stopped. He looked intently at this painting and then at me. "You painted this?" Yes, I said, I'm the artist. "This looks like the view from my window". Apparently it was, as I had been painting near the end of the sidewalk at Keawakapu on the beach, painting in the fading light, just a glimmer of a mauve sunset that night. He had a house nearby.

"My decorator will be in touch, I'd really like (to have I thought he said..) that painting" A curious statement since he could buy it on the spot, after his latte. But in a few weeks I got a call.