Henry was working with me in the studio this morning designing some future projects and noticed some pictures I have on my desk. He asked me when I had taken them, for he mistook them for photos of himself. The pictures were actually of his dad, Peter. At Henry’s insistence, I dug through my vast collection of Henry's pictures as well, and we noted the close resemblance from when they were both days old. They are two of a kind, without a doubt.
