CHAPTER SIX
Ten years later…
The telephone rang inside my office with belligerent fervor, drawing me back there, just when I was about to leave for the day. The museum had closed at five o’clock, although I’d stayed until nine, working out the details for Sandy Talbot’s interview with Howard Garth. This would be my biggest coup, nabbing Garth for the interview series I produced on behalf of the museum for the local PBS station. I knew this interview would go nationwide, especially since I already had a well-known personality like Sandy ready and willing to meet with the sculptor. This was bound to boost her own personal resume, just when she was headed for national network news. And Howard Garth! How could I be so lucky? Artists are often reclusive, but Garth had made a new art form of b
