...it was drawn rather than painted, but close enough. It was my first weekend in Paris, I went up to the Sacre Coeur in Montmartre and let myself be persuaded into it by one of the artists there. He drew me in a far more flattering way than I’d have drawn myself, and I hadn’t been planning to buy it, but then I thought what a nice souvenir it would be of my first few days in Paris. So I ended up buying it and am glad I did!