During the day Lawrence and I would take the usual route to Soho, followed by a “gallery crawl” inspecting the new paintings in each gallery. This was his duty, he said. Someone must take the responsibility of looking at new paintings; otherwise they hung there, with people perhaps glancing at them, but few getting to know them, and it was a dismal experience for a painter to realize that no one bothered to look at his work. The painting suffered, too, Lawrence said. Just ten or fifteen minutes was enough to restore life and hope to an abandoned painting and through it, renewed life to the painter alone in front of his easel.