Faces

Almost every afternoon I take a walk with Henry. Afterwards I try to write. Sometimes I write a lot and it's beautiful. Sometimes I can't write at all, and I feel hopeless. Sometimes I feel like a ghost. The children come home and I become distracted by their talk and messes--and that is good. One thing I've found myself doing is drawing faces of women. Not women I know, just random lines until something appears. Their expressions surprise me--I never know what kind of characteristics they'll extend until the last line. When I see each completed piece it's like I know them and they know me. But somehow we're all strangers.












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  1. I like your top one the most. She has a very knowing expression (the little minx). She also has a straight parting; something that seems to elude most young women!

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  2. They are all superb, Ms. Talent!

    Was the Meadowland cover a self portrait then?

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  3. I like the top one too because I captured little physical traits that are so slight they shouldn't make a difference, but they come across--as you say--very knowing. The part is almost too straight. Oh well.

    Well, thank you Chris! And yes, Meadowland is a self portrait--as much as it can be. I probably wouldn't look as composed in the wind.

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  4. These are awesome, Amy! I really love the top one.. so beautiful. :)

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  5. I like your work.

    It's interesting that they all enjoy flowing hair and they all seem to be in their late teens or early 20s. Wonder what that might mean?

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  6. Jessica, thank you so much!

    Arleen- Thank you! I think I'm going to work on some big art pieces this coming year.

    Mohamed- I think it's probably about me never feeling pretty. I've always felt like Quasimoto. So there's part of me that loves capturing a perfect line, and the other thing is capturing a feminine spirit that is free and flowing.

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  7. But you are Amy and you've captured all those expressions beautifully.

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