My beloved friend Jeanne died on Monday at the age of fifty-two. I met her about nine and a half years ago and we became very close. I always described her as my art buddy. I fell away from having artist friends to discuss artwork with until we met. It turned out we had gone to the same college where we studied art (Purchase College) but not at the same time. I am older. One of our last art discussions was about this piece, which I worked on for a very long time and finished last week. Jeanne texted me once that she thought I had a breakthrough with this drawing. I texted back that it was a psychotic breakthrough. As Jeanne began fading away from this world she asked me how the squirrels were coming along. I think my next piece will be a painting of squirrels for Jeanne. One of the most amazing and inspiring things about Jeanne was that almost throughout her entire illness she made art everyday. She used to say that if it wasn’t for her art she wouldn’t be able to make it day to day through her illness.