There is one picture of Turner. It was shown in New York City. Unfortunately I didn’t see it. My wife was it. It was the day of the closing of the exhibition; so I didn’t get over to see it. And she came back and said, “Oh, you just missed the treasure of your life.” Here is the picture of Turner, and it was a skull . . a human skull; and in the depth of the skull is this Being rising . . rising in the skull. So he must have had somewhat of a vision, and he caught it. It was displayed in New York City. It was called the Turner Exhibition. She went over and she saw it. She said, “Oh, it was the last day and I couldn’t come back to get you.” I missed it when it came to this city. I wasn’t here; but it was the human skull, and way in the depth a peculiar light and a man rising in the light within the skull.636 ¶40