The Eyes Have It
I felt inspired, in part by Sky Arts' Portrait Artist of the Year, to get out my acrylic paints and have a go. In the absence of a life model I used a selfie taken the day before the last of my peroxide was cut off in favour of natural silver- quite a momentous event after twenty years of increasingly yellow locks- and the result is the portrait bottom left, which took about three hours. It went well, considering I haven't painted seriously since A-level art back in 1991(long before I ever went blonde, come to think of it... it seems I'm returning to my roots in more ways than one). Elated, I needed other faces to paint and my friends were happy to oblige. I don't know the detail of their faces as I do my own, so the pace was slower. The thing about women my own age is that our faces are 'lived-in' without necessarily having actual wrinkles: challenging to paint. Rosie's impishness (centre bottom) was captured to my satisfaction after four attempts in pai...