I don't usually write very personal posts for this blog, but January is a difficult month for me. On January 5th 1995, Jack Hillier passed away and I lost my mentor and a very dear friend. The fact that I miss our conversations and the letters we exchanged is something that's constantly there, but I feel the loss more keenly at the beginning of each year. I was a very young art student when he took me under his wing; I grew up with him guiding and encouraging me. He gave selflessly of his time and knowledge and I owe him a great debt of gratitude; one that could never be repaid. So, this month is for remembering... for reflecting... for thinking myself extremely lucky to feel this sense of loss, as it is the result of having known such a great scholar and a great gentleman. Jack Hillier - August 28th 1912 to January 5th 1995.