Friday, September 27, 2013

43. Julia


Half of what I say is meaningless.

Eight years ago my illustration business collapsed and I had to change careers.  That was bad.

My brother offered me a job at his law firm and I met Julia.  That was good.

She was my friend when I really needed a friend.  She saved my life.

This is the second portrait of Julie, the first one was terrible.  She asked (demanded) me to take it down and I did another.  It was one of three times when I skipped a day.  I don't remember the other two.

So - to be completely accurate, I did 101 portraits in 103 days.  But it doesn't have the same ring to it, you know?

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