After the trauma Joanna suffered with pneumonia in Greenwich Village, New York, she needed some time to rest. Joanna's roommate Sue continued to care for Joanna after the illness passed. Both Joanna and Sue lived in the top of a three-story brick apartment where they combated the start of winter with a lack of paint but no shortage of inspiration. Following her sickness, Joanna had much motivation, but little platform other than painting.
Greenwich Village had many artists searching for a living. One artist, an older man named Behrman, painted a leaf on a wall to help encourage Joanna to keep on living. Joanna gained a new perspective on life after Behrman died from the same illness she herself had almost fallen …show more content…
"The Bay of Hope," as Joanna had named it, looked almost as beautiful as the Bay of Naples itself. The vibrant green grass and blue crystal clear water of the painting seemed just like the real thing. Realistic indentations in the grey grass-topped mountains made Joanna appear like a veteran painter. Joanna had never seen the Bay of Naples, but it looked as if she had lived there her whole life. Behrman's death still gave Joanna a little guilt because she was the one he had painted in the storm for. She wanted to dedicate "The Bay of Hope" to Behrman's sacrifice for her.
Joanna liked to remain in privacy while she painted, so when she finally invited Sue to see her painting, Sue was amazed at her beautiful display of artistry. Suddenly, there was a knock on their door.
Both Joanna and Sue were surprised because they rarely got visitors. A woman knocked on their door and asked if this was Behrman's room. Sue and Joanna exchanged glances; who was this woman? This thirty year old woman introduced herself as Mary, the estranged daughter of Behrman. She asked where Behrman's room was, to which Joanna replied, "I can show you his room. We knew your father." Mary discovered that her father died and came to collect some of the valuables in his room. Miraculously, she knocked not on his or anyone else's door, but on Joanna's door. Joanna was shocked at this stroke of luck; she could give Mary the painting in honor of her