And now the back story: Patrick wasn't happy with me at all. I wasn't doing something he wanted, so to make it known to me that he wasn't pleased, he stuck his tongue out at me. Of course, he knew that wouldn't make me very happy (well, as far as he knew), so he closed his eyes figuring that if he couldn't see my upset . . .
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
The Perfect Portrait
I have never subscribed to the idea that a good portrait has to be of a person sitting perfectly, smiling perfectly, looking perfectly . . . .Therefore, some of my personal favorites are just like this one:

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