Good morning, Journal. Today I will be telling you more about myself.

As you may have noticed, my birth name is Kenneth but I prefer to be called Ken. Not Kenny. Whoever calls me Kenny is going to get a punch in the face and a bloody nose.

You won't need a description of me, Journal, because you don't have eyes.

What I will tell you is my job. I work as an artist in my own dainty studio. It's small but comfortable. In it, I paint, sculpt and occasionally sketch. I sell my works of art to nearby auctions. I'm not rich, but I have enough to make a living.

I am currently working on a portrait of a young lady who comes to visit. Her name is Tara Wakersfield. She is a redhead with pale skin and gorgeous green eyes.

Before you ask, no, I don't think of her like that. I'm only making a portrait of her because her father is rich and values his daughter (especially her beauty). Tara Wakersfield wants to give the portrait to her father for his birthday. Personally I wouldn't mind keeping the portrait for myself...