Ford doesn’t share my love of painting, but he is creative in other ways. Here is an arrangement he called me to see, the creation of which he narrated for five minutes to an imaginary audience. When he was finished, he held it in place and sat back, stratching his arm, so that he could get a different perspective on the piece. I told him that it was important to take a picture of it, so that he could look back and appreciate it after he did the inevitable: take a sip, then throw it across the room, pretending that it was a spaceship with attached spacecpod sailing through space.