Being alone is sometimes good. Being lonely is never good. I know many people who live alone and are perfectly happy. In fact they might just be happier than folks who live in communion with others. Although I don’t believe there are many in the world who are completely happy totally alone. There are perhaps the chronically anti-social, who may not be happy but prefer to live life solo, or the ultra spiritual cloistered soul who becomes one with the supreme being. They are the ones who choose isolation. Then there are those who are committed by society to spend day upon day in confinement, those who cannot behave with the rest of us.
As I peruse my portfolio I have come across Vivian, a former subject and onetime fixture in my studio. She lay there as lovely as when I slipped her into the 18″ x 24″ plastic sheet protector and zipped her in the portfolio with the dozens of other pictures I have previously sat hunched over. She seemed sad. I had to remedy that.
In class one night at the Art Students League of New York was a model named David. He was the one! I would eventually introduce his likeness (sort of) to my beloved Vivian. Tonight is the night for the introduction. I have just slid “David” into a sheet protector and am now going to place him into the bursting portfolio face to face with Vivian…

…I think she likes him.