Clare has gained presence on my easel while across the studio Moon wanes through the mirror. Max looked up at Moon and started barking at her two days ago, I was actually a little flattered. It was funny but I could understand because while outside playing with him I had glanced into my unlit studio and startled myself that someone was in there. I felt silly, yet portraits do posses a presence, even in progress. Young lovely Clare is a portrait that was given as a gift from her grandmother who was the winning bidder at the Wings Of Peace silent auction last year. I met with Clare's mother and sister at Trade Winds park on a wonderful over cast day. Perfect for an outdoor photo session where I took 300 images of her.