My aunt - the diva, as always.
This is supposed to be my dad but of course it looks nothing like him. Being a dim sum cart pusher, man - no respect.
Here's something I remember from the second grade - I had a good friend who was amazing at drawing, and she pretty much inspired me to go at it regularly. We were always figuring out stuff together, and the day I started drawing coloured pupils and highlights - wow... what a discovery that was - she made a point of calling them "deluxe eyes." Unfortunately I don't think she draws anymore, but she was really, really good.