" It is almost dinner and I never did get lunch. Ferdinand went rock hunting and C. has her door shut and none of the artists know what do with the strange things in the larders. Half the people here have never seen such fruit before, and in any case, most of the artists have made off with the oddest ones to paint them or smash them and draw things with their juice. There are already four pineapples and a dining chair floating in the pool. "

― Courtney Maum , Costalegre