In an unusual closing of the circle, I have now done a 'Saturday Evening Post' cover. I was honored, and more than a bit cognizant of the ghosts that came on the heels of the commission. Yipes! Luckily, I had two very good models, who soldiered on through major wardrobe malfunctions (no, not THAT malfunction!) and curious onlookers wandering by the setup.
In a display of the generational divide, I asked the magazine clerk if she stocked the Post, and she really had to think what that might be. Took her a while. And of course, they were out of it. The Post on your ipad? Maybe some day....
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