Meeting James Jean was literally the highlight of my young artistic life. When you finally get to meet the hero you never would expect to ever see face to face, it does spell for an amazing experience. Getting to be first in line is just as other worldly. More so is getting a hug (there are pics. it did happen)
But beyond the flurry of feelings, the awe and the deep-running emotions of utter humility shines a greater appreciation for the people who got me there. The sweaty hand holding, the awkward jokes, the chiding and the companionship… meeting James Jean would’ve been empty if it weren’t for the most amazing set of friends who I likewise could never have expected to enter my life. This year has rendered me speechless. Thank you- each and every one of you. You know who you are. I love you very very very much.
