No.67: CLOUD BONE WHALE. Suddenly, he was painting big again. He titled this latest work--which was twenty feet square--Cloud Bone Whale, thereby heading-off, he hoped, most of the blockhead interpretations he felt he was likely to hear when the painting was finally exhibited. He was quite anxious to discover what his partner, Rachel Rappaccini, thought of it. She seemed a bit put off, he thought, when she finally visited the studio. "You don't like it?" he asked her/ It's powdery," she told him. "Confectionary bombast!" He was stunned. "Confectionary?" he asked her. "Bombast?" "Candy Floss," said Rachel, with crushing finality.