Lonely Artists Congregate

“Likewise in the United States: believe men, you can get all the tubes of Winsor & Newton paint you want in Cincinnati, but the artists keep migrating to New York all the same . . . You can see them six days a week . . . hot off the Carey airport bus, lined up in front of the real estate office on Broome Street in their identical blue jeans, gum boots, and quilted Long March jackets . . . looking, of course, for the inevitable Loft . . .” [Tom Wolfe, The Painted Word (New York, Bantam Books, 1975), p. 15.]