when harold andrus was given a box of chalks on the occasion of his fourth birthday it soon became apparent what his life would be about. as he spread images of trees and flowers across his bedroom walls as naturally as breathing his mother became convinced that she had given birth to not only an artist but perhaps a great one. all he wqould have to do is wait and it would all come about. unfortunately it didn't and as the accidents of life carried him further and further away from his goal soon he could scarcely remember what that was. anne porter was one of those accidents a talented young artist in her own right and on the cusp of launching her own career there was something in her words he knew he was not going to be able to ignore and that cost him what it might his life would never be the same again.