I get the impression of someone falling away, as if letting go of something or someone that is holding them back. of course, the hair always flows free faster than our perceptions. The eyes seem to still be focused on the object being left behind and only the slight beginning of realization has started to … Continue reading Letting Go
I never use a mirror when doing self-portraits. I tell myself it's because I have no interest in realistic renditions and want only to express the inner perception of self. Ok, maybe that's true to a certain degree, or it's just I'm not as confident or comfortable staring at myself for a long time. I … Continue reading I Am Myself
There's a darkness inside of me these days that is only hurting myself and I wonder what it means to do. It terrifies me. I'm starting to see it over my right shoulder. What can I do? When looking at this face I have to wonder if this story of fear isn't a cover story … Continue reading Unspeakable Fear
The fun title could have been: "So, I'm beautiful. Deal With It!" I stared for a long time at this face, before he started talking to me. I started feeling his frustration. There were many "Well, say something'"s coming from him too. I really don't know his story, but I felt he was clever enough … Continue reading Deal With It!
We wear masks and often wear masks to cover the mask we only want partly seen. We hide parts of ourselves in shadows to keep up false mysteries. We turn our faces and bodies to de-emphasize the faults we see in ourselves, or to highlight what we like the most. We make-up or tan ourselves … Continue reading All The Ways We Hide
My inspiration here was a portrait of an old man, obviously without a shirt. Perhaps to indicate a greater vulnerability. Only after putting a few lines on paper did I start feeling the familiarity. I think I was making a self-portrait as an older man. I let my mind go and my hands followed the … Continue reading Myself, later On
She's stick thin and is meant to be a blank canvas upon which beauty is painted. By herself, this model is meant to have little substance. I've drawn her with almost no contour and decided to catch her as she's turning in profile, where she might just disappear. For more of my drawings please visit … Continue reading Beauty is Two Dimensional
Another enigmatic personage. She grew from some outer source, the muse again, I'm sure. I had already done a few drawings this day and had a very productive day all around, so I was quite please with myself. I was feeling happy and felt like drawing out that emotion. I'm not sure if what this … Continue reading Just, Joy.
I stared at this guy for a long time, before hearing any kind of story. It was very hard to hear his voice. So, I asked him to tell me. He only gave me his little smile. I begged for something, anything, just one thing... That's when he whispered his name: "Finger", and nothing else. … Continue reading Finger
There's a sadness that's deep inside people who feel unremarkable and un-noticed. I've felt this most of my life and work hard at changing that mindset-habit. I've been lucky enough to meet many outstanding and talented people who also feel this way and I am constantly amazed that they see themselves this way. We have … Continue reading Do You See Me?