The last few days, I was away in Tennessee, working on a portrait. It was a lot more than working on a portrait, however. I'm afraid words aren't the best vehicle to describe what can happen during a portrait sitting. Suffice it to say that if one is lucky, there is magic that gets somehow transmitted into and through the portrait. And so much more in between the artist, the sitter, the space and Spirit. Many thanks to Quentin and Annelle for sacred conversations, a most comfortable bed, wonderful foods and a wee dram or two in such a beautiful home.