The author's intention in the following passage (paragraph 8) is.
At twenty-four she left all those opinions behind and went for the first time to live in Texas, where there were no trees to paint and no one to tell
her how not to paint them. In Texas there was only the horizon she craved. In Texas she had her sister Claudia with her for a while, and in the late
afternoons they would walk away from town and toward the horizon and watch the evening star come out. "That evening star fascinated me," she
wrote. "It was in some way very exciting to me. My sister had a gun, and as we walked she would throw bottles in the air and shoot as many as
she could before they hit the ground. I had nothing but to walk into nowhere and the wide sunset space with the star. Ten watercolors were made
from that star." In a way one's interest is compelled as much by the sister Claudia with the gun as by the painter Georgia with the star, but only the
painter left us this shining record. Ten watercolors were made from that star.
