It has long been a source of wounded pride for me that my profile pic is a generic photograph rather than something a little more personal. A hand-made portrait is not only an identifying image, but also doubles as a calling-card for you as an artist.
Self-portraits are fraught with challenges.
A colleague from the studio points out that I always look “serious” in my pictures, so I tried to look more approachable this time.
My mother says I always make my head look too wide, so I tried to make myself look authentically thin.
My partner says my self-portraits are good, but when I show them to him, he always asks, “who is that?”, so I tried to make this one an unmistakeable, amazingly accurate likeness.
How did I do?
Happy American Thanksgiving, everyone.
For what it’s worth, I am thankful for the bounty life has given me, unearned: a loving partner/family/friends, health, a comfortable living, and the luxury of time to make art. I will include in my thoughts today all the people who live in want of these blessings.