I also worked on some pen and black ink drawings of the same photo. Discovering that less is more, and black is merciless. Hands are sooo difficult, and sometimes ink will make big, black stains...
But I also discover an ability to play with facial expressions. And I love doing that. For now can't get enough of the sad faces...
To be continued.
This is the self portrait I finished for my mother's birthday. It's me, age 3, very scared and very sad when my photo was taken by a photographer at preschool.
I spent a nice fall afternoon in the garden with the canvas and my paint and brushes. After three hours of painting it was like I kept seeing new elements, the light above the upper lip, and on the tip of the nose.
As you can see, I focused mostly on the face. The hair and the jacket could have used some more concentration. Teacher seemed to be pleased with my progress and encouraged me to use a bigger canvas next time. My work reminded him of the work of American painter Karen Kilimnik, which I find quite flattering.