It’s taken me far too long to put this beautiful woman’s portrait up. I posted her adorable kids a while ago!
Wednesday, April 26, 2017
Monday, April 24, 2017
I’ve been having some issues lately when exporting photos; my computer has all of a sudden decided that if I want to export a cropped photo, it doesn’t need to bother making it high quality. I think I’ve figured out a way to fool it, though. Not exactly a scientific process here, but if it works, it works.
Tuesday, April 4, 2017
Monday, April 3, 2017
Phebe’s Fabulous Question for today: After you paint someone do you feel like you know them? If you didn't know them before?
This topic has actually been on my mind recently. Yes, I do, though when I paint someone in person, there are all kinds of little interactions that aren’t really about painting. For example, last week I painted two sweet kids, a brother and sister, who were precocious, and kind to each other, and funny, yet took holding still for a portrait seriously. The little boy, even at a young age, was so self-aware—he knew he needed to move around a lot before sitting for his portrait. And he thought he might have a hard time meeting my gaze as I studied his face, but he was fine. (I’ll post those soon.) So there are all kinds of things that allow me to get to know someone a little bit, even without studying their face hard for an intense half hour. But when I paint someone from a photo? I do feel like I begin to know them, just the tiniest bit. Which made painting this beautiful young man, who passed away a few years ago, a little bit of an emotional experience, as I’ll never have the chance to meet him. But I just know that he was sweet, and I suspect gentle, and definitely cool.