These days I seldom spend much time
on the hands of the women in my paintings.
The hands I draw. Too real.
But in this drawing, Sid's hands in detail.
Drew them as they moved continuously
on the keyboard of his laptop.
Just as my brother can pick up a tennis racket
and still beat much younger men
although he no longer plays much.
(as if the learned motion
was imbedded in his body)
I still draw hands beautifully.
Even hands in rapid motion.
