So I am at Jaspers studio, with a nice piece of metal, and a hot palette that Jasper loaded for me, and, no Idea of what to paint, Jaz suggests that I paint myself in the mirror, Okay. Then when I step back I realize that I have painted a real likeness, however, it is a likeness of my father. Funny how that happens, one day you are cursing him , the next are becoming him.