dear diary, 1988
My first diary illustration (here’s my original post):
The best day in my old diary comes right near the start, and this WAS a good day, I had that boom box for years. Strangely, I’ve forgotten what the woman looked like and I had to make it up, even though I went on to study art with her for a couple years and I still think she was wonderful. I just remember she was Hungarian and seemed rather exotic, but I only remember things she did, like pulling roadkill crows from her filing cabinet so I could draw their wing structure. Her name was Ilona Rittler and she was cool.