This is a portrait of a guy that I just had to do. Every day, twice a day he would collect cans in our neighborhood with a smile. He never seemed upset about anything and always said hello. But most importantly he tough me a lesson. In my griping and groaning about my job taking time away from what I really wanted to do (sitting on my fat ass and drawing all day) I should be grateful and I am. From him I've gained wisdom in which I will never be able to repay except in tribute to his beauty inside and out. I hope I did him justice.