Patti, Patti, Patti

Anna Myers

“We met when we were 20. We were both very unformed. We didn't have any money to go anywhere. We took walks to Washington Square Park. We entertained ourselves. We led a simple life. We had a record player. I would sing him little songs or write little love poems to him. We'd make love and he'd get up and draw. Robert always wanted me to be successful, but I didn't care. I was conceited. I wanted to be great.” 

Anna Myers