Portraits of Becky

I was thinking today (partially because I was stuck on the computer the whole time) how lucky I am to be able to draw and paint from life, how completely satisfying, frustrating,engaging,energizing, and miraculous it is, and how I don't get to do it often enough, but by joy, have managed it some!



Anyway, I finished a small image of Becky this week that I loaded on facebook and then thought...well, why not here, why not a bunch of Becky's???


I like being with people, looking at people, trying to get closer to understanding who they are. I end up feeling closer to them, and in this case, the more I try to stay with Becky, be patient with the painted surface, with how she looks, how she tilts and bends and lifts, where the light falls on her face and the space around her, how she tires...how she changes on (any given day :D) I find it's all worth uncovering. This searching of surface and mark, of color and space, of gesture and face is why artists make art. Somewhere between the materials and choices, the thinking and doing, we find relationships and balance.



So... here's to the Becky's of this world that remind us of the simple things in life that are significant, making a mark, seeing with care, and sharing some time.