So it happened. Because Erin is the master of the Internet, we tracked down James and his wife. He doesn’t seem to have any reasonably accessible contact info anywhere on the Internet, but his wife has a ton, so I sent a her a message and I hope she can convince him to entertain the idea of answering some questions about his artwork!
I am in awe of the power of the Internet and keep walking around the house, proclaiming, “The Internet is so amazing.”
I wish adult me could have written a letter to younger me, explaining how crazy and awesome the Internet would make life. I hate time travel, though. So that would never have occurred.