I was thumbing through my old sketchbook the other day and found this portrait I drew in the winter of ’96 while living in Seville, Spain. This was from a photo of my American roommate, Tara, in the time before email, Facebook and cell phones. Back then, we wrote letters on paper and mailed them at the post office. I can’t remember her last name and can’t find the letters, so we have lost touch. Tara, ojala que te pasas muy bien en tu vida.