Portrait of a young hockey player, young artist

This is he, Branson Starheim, eight-year-old son of Carmen and her late husband Scot, who I promised to shoot a portrait of tonight. I didn't arrive until near the end of the game, so I did not see Branson score the first goal of a contest that ended in a tie, 2–2. He gets out there to rough it up with 10-year-olds who are much larger than him. He is also the artist who created the the brightly colored, lively, cross held in the hands of his mother in the photo I posted earlier today from Metro Cafe. I am told that at a recent game, Branson made the sign of the cross, looked up, gestured upward with his hand and then skated onto the ice to play this game for his dad, to whom he had just sent his love.

Text added at 8:57 PM. The Squarespace nightmare continues.