This is one of the earliest examples of the distinction of my style. I had really felt something at this point in my life. I had just been accepted to Calarts. It was as though I had won hundreds of millions in the lottery. A friend of mine was taking class at the dance school in Pasadena, Civic Ballet. My best friend had suggested I go to the class and draw the girls warming up, like in those famous Degas paintings.... I saw Denise there... and It felt as though I had fallen in love.
But it only ever went as far as the page on which I drew her. I never could find the courage to talk to her. So I just drew pictures of her.... The only romantic way I could think of to express myself. :)
Denise, Civic Ballet. June 5th, 1995.
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