On the 9th of November, 1998, an intruder murdered my 85 year old mother. Prior to that time I had stopped photographing for a while and was concentrating on drawing and painting. A few weeks prior to this sad event I had done a few drawings of myself holding a pad with a blank page, perhaps depicting the challenge of the empty page. A few months later, in early 1999, I received an old photo in the mail that a friend had in his collection. It was a picture that my farther had taken of my mother and I when I was about 2 or 3 years old. I created a drawing of myself in charcoal, and copied the picture on 4 x 5 film and using Liquid Light emulsion I put the photo on the same sheet of paper that I did the drawing on, so that it appeared as if I was holding the photo. I've never shown this before.