faces passed

(all from life)

models

the professor

the departed

& GEORGE! 

meet george - the father of the demon children that fell in love with emily and i on the ferry.  i drew a picture of demon child two to calm her down after demon child one started erasing emily's drawings and dumping the eraser shavings on my head.  i waited for the mom to interfere, but she thought this was all so very hilarious.  ha ha ha.  demon child two and demon child birth-er insisted i sketch daddy.  i was quite sure george, who had been rather quiet and detached this whole time as his daughters planted themselves on complete stranger's laps yelping in greek, would not be down.  shock shock shock, to my awkward shock, he was really into it.  afterwards, he whipped out his hot pink digital camera to tell me about his life - even though we did not speak the same language.  he showed me his friends (woo!) and his motorcycle (vroom!), then asked me to include that in the drawing as well.  these people milked us for all we were worth - babysitters/personal artists.  and then, he spent a long while showing me a picture of him without his beard pointing back and forth between his current facial situation to his former chin in the photo and smiling, laughing and looking at me expectantly.  it was apparently crucial for me to grasp the fact that he did not always have a barba, that he perhaps switches back and forth upon whim and does indeed have fleshy skin under the hair.  afterwards, we proceeded to take 80430376 pictures with our new greek family upon their request.  the barbarian girls were convinced emily and i were sisters.  i guess i do resemble a 5'9'' lanky german girl with short brown hair.  i miss my devil children.  they used their limited english to tell me that they 'love me forever.'  the mom practically sat in my lap as well.  oh, grecians - you crazies.