Behind the scenes of painting one’s partner.
I paint a friend’s portrait, and muse on the weird alchemy that translates a person’s essence into a visual artwork.
Two life-drawing sessions from last fall, with a note of remembrance.
If you missed it: my fall 2014 gallery show, featuring my kitchen portrait series.
Colors, practice, movement, paper, humans.
I have reminded myself how it feels to go to my friends’ shows: some have been amazing, others not, but when I’ve made the time to attend someone else’s event, it’s because I believe in that person and their talent. They can’t disappoint me — even if this particular work is not their best, or they’ve chosen to collaborate with others who are not at their level — because the faith I have in them is not work-specific; it’s person-specific. Whatever it is that they’re doing, there will be some kernel there that I’m into. And I’m telling myself that this is probably how it is with everyone who has said they will come out tonight.
The title says it all. Oh, and I’m using a scroll for the life drawings.