It had been a good operationand could have gone on for quite a while. He did neither. The people were the same, dressed in a strange mixture of types and styles. Only when a uniformed under-official of some kind ran over to me, did I give the field any attention. Thats my motto and its a good one. The police undoubtedly had the entire town sealed and were tearing it apart building by building looking for the truck. Normally I curse the paper tangles of bureaucracy, but this was one time when I blessed them all. I accepted it as any artist accepts tribute.