We have been sending each other drawings and letters and adding onto them. The artwork is so busy and full like a conversation with all of the words squished in together. It’s hard to talk about our friend because we miss them but because we both knew them we are sort of keeping them here with us by getting to know one another. We have met up and done drawings together when we are in the same city, we are texting a lot and talking on the phone and sending our drawings back and forth through the mail. It’s like we are building our own imaginary universe by building friendship and art and in that universe our friend can still be there too.