When I was 9 years old I received a book of art for Christmas. In this book was "A Portrait of a Man" by Jan Van Eyck. I was stunned by this image and it made a memory so profound that I can still remember the exact moment as if it was yesterday. This simple portrait held a power over me and set me in a direction of making pictures for the rest of my life. Some say this piece was a self portrait of Jan Van Eyck, and if so, it was as if that old man with his piercing ancient eyes burnt an impression on my soul like a hot iron brands the skin. The man in the picture was old but my self portrait is a reflection of my own soul... something still young with much to learn.
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