Portrait

 

February 25, 2023

Tried my first portrait today, of Stephan, from the publicity photo for his US tour. Maybe he’s too handsome for a legitimate test. 

Nap dreams: in one, Ellen and I go to the theater in Dublin. I somehow have acquired a taxicab. I drop her off at the hotel, then try to return the cab. I don’t know where I got it. I can’t put it in PARK, so eventually I ease it up against a stone wall and abandon it. In another I am the Pope in a white gown and scarlet sash. My chief adviser is a woman who berates me about some gaff until I agree to go on TV and apologize for it. This is while we are both running across a tarmac to catch a plane.