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Anita—do you know—I believe I would rather have Stieglitz like something—anything I had done—than anyone else I know of—I have always thought that—if I ever make anything that satisfies me even ever so little—I am going to show it to him to find out if it is any good. . . . 
—Georgia O’Keeffe to Anita Pollitzer, undated in 1915^1(p22)

[Stieglitz] looked . . . and thoroughly absorbed—he looked again—the room was quiet—one small light—His hair was mussed. It was a long while before his lips opened—"Why, they are genuinely fine things—She's an unusual woman . . . she's got the sensitive emotion. . . . Well, tell her," he said "they're the finest, sincerest things that have entered 291 in a long while." . . . I wouldn't mind showing them . . . , perhaps I shall. . . . 
—Anita Pollitzer to Georgia O’Keeffe on Alfred Stieglitz's first viewing of O’Keeffe's work, January 1, 1916^1(p31)

James C. Harris, MD