came down the sidewalk, and there was lee krasner, whom i'd known of old, and she was with a very respectable-lookingentleman. and, uh...i saw this rather nice-looking guy, and lee said to me, "this fellow's going to be a great painter." i went, "well, ok." what finally hit me in pollock's art was the portable mural he did for the apartment house in which peggy guggenheim lived. that hit me. it was the first time i saw him go all over, repeat this way. i thought that was a great painting, and i began to follow pollock assiduously, you could say, after that. raised in the american southwest, pollock was influenced by indian sand painting, and in a sense, his works internalized the desert landscape itself. in new york, he studied the works of modern european masters, especially miro and picasso. i think he had his best run in '47, '48, '49, '50, what i call the "all over," when he spattered or dripped or whatever. about his art, pollock knew what he was about. he trusted his spontaneity in what they call automatic painting. but he was in control. he'd stop from time to time to see what he'd done. and t