Let me tell you about my friend.

It was both easy and difficult to paint this portrait- I’ve drawn Terry countless times. I’ve drawn him as a joke at 3am, drunk, and painting in art school, I’ve drawn him seriously for our professor- the late, great, John Gee (who we both revered) but I had not entertained drawing him for this reason, until now. Yesterday we lost a force of nature. Terry was ferocious. He was the only artist that has ever intimidated me, and that doesn’t change with his passing. A true genius. But beyond that he was so fun. In a mischievous sort of way he was always down for pranks and laughs and dares. I could fill a book with the things we got up to in college. For 4 years we were inseparable. A kind of friendship, camaraderie, rivalry you can only hope to have even once in your life. Terry was a phenom. A big heart. A fucking monster. I wish we hadn’t lost touch the way we did. He was a true legend in his time- and I know he knew it. Wherever you are I know you’re givin ‘em hell. I love you my friend, and I wish I could have told you one more time. p.s.- he would have hated this… but secretly loved it.