Through a glass darkly – self portrait #4



Totally emboldened by my artist friend’s words, I realized that my new model (me) was not going to get upset if I played a little bit with her face and created new people using her bones as my support. Who is that person in the picture? She really is a stranger, but in a funny way. I look at her features, and what do I see? I see my sister, my mother, my grandmother, my father. I see gypsies and homeless persons, Romanians and old Italian ladies. She is a million years old, she might not even understand English. I do not know her. But I do know her.


3 responses to “Through a glass darkly – self portrait #4”

  1. I was not trying to flatter anyone here. If you read what I wrote you will see that I have freed myself from needing to flatter, and instead I am exploring and investigating, using my own bone structure as a model. So sit back and enjoy the ride.

  2. Well — you’ve captured your father’s eyes — but really! if this were a photo of you I’d ask who’s that? Most unflattering . .

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