portraits

Chapter 1 The Kaye twins, in their mid-60s and still fighting over who was older, pulled up to the entrance of the Wyland Art Gallery for the opening of the gallery’s first international artist, and to meet with the owner. It was a cool fall evening in the Wicker Park neighborhood of Chicago and Georgie, an artist and the older of the two, had insisted on driving. The driver’s side door of her orange Volkswagen Bug opened with a spine- shivering squeal. Georgie saw her sister cringe and then...

Chapter 2 “Do you know who that is?” Georgie whispered to her sister who shook her head, enjoying the spectacle as she happily bit into a vanilla Petit Four. “That’s Ronan Wells.” “Who’s he?” Aleta asked. “Exactly. The only reason I know of him is because he sat in on the figure drawing class I took last summer. I try not to bad mouth other artists but…. well…. see for yourself.” Georgie lifted her chin at the man struggling on the floor. “His artwork is about as good a...