100 Faces in 300 days, part 3: Self-portraits

 

Self-portraits. At least the first five. There will be more.

I used to do a lot of these — in a mirror — as a young girl, particularly after I discovered the joys of 6B pencils. One of these days, I'll find those early sketches (out of proportion, but at least drawn from life) and post them. For the moment, these: taken from photographs of me from my childhood (lots of those) and early teens (very few — why was that?). The last one, of adult me, is from a photo taken in December 2022. I dislike my adult face so much I couldn't bear to give it the same realism as the others, so, eschewing graphite, I decided on colored pencil: red and violet. Whatever happened to the big brown eyes (hidden behind glasses most of my life, but nonetheless part of my self-image)? Is it possible to ever love one's aging face?

It would be great to start painting again, with big bold strokes, but the 100 Faces project must be finished first, and it really isn't a good idea to crack out the oil paints while we have the heating on and the house remains sealed against the (late) winter. I would like to do more dramatic, more critical, more subjective self-portraits, bordering on the un-pretty if need be.