The first time I met The Master he was drawing me drawing my wife before she was my wife. The last time I was with him was two weeks ago as we passed eachother with big smiles upon a Portuguese beach the only time I'd ever seen him alone. Now surrounded by all great art spirits such as his, he lives on in the lives of everyone who's glanced upon his unequaled artwork and touched by his gracious spirit. His draftsmanship was only outshined by his humility which softened the souls of all - something to be cherished by humanity. Well done, Master, well done... and rest happy.