Here's my view when I'm lying in bed. The crystal on the windowsill is the dressing table set Gertie had as a teenager.
Wednesday, May 30
My View
Here's my view when I'm lying in bed. The crystal on the windowsill is the dressing table set Gertie had as a teenager.
Tuesday, May 29
Glorious Gertie
"That is the true season of love, when we believe that we alone can love, that no one could ever have loved so before us, and that no one will love in the same way after us." Goethe
Gertie, my grandmother is seriously ill. I'm sharing a few pictures of her with you as a sort of meditation.
This one was taken in August 1997 on her 89th birthday.
Here is one of her helping with the harvest.
This one was taken in August 1997 on her 89th birthday.
Saturday, May 26
Moore is More
Thursday, May 24
More Portrait Thoughts
I know that this is true of my eyes, of course, but I hadn't thought about it for a long time.
Wednesday, May 23
That Toe Debate Again
The cold, clear voice of reason (Wikipedia) unfortunately AGREES with Adam! In French my toes are called pied de Néanderthal. I won't go into the debate on whether Wikipedia is an authoritative source, but I head for my bed tonight a broken woman.
Ah well - at least the Statue of Liberty has the same toes as me. And not a hint of the fish finger about them.
Glasses or No Glasses?
My friend Lorna is going to be starting to work on my portrait again soon. It's a nude - which poses me with a number of questions. The pose we used before was far too passive, so we need to think about that. The question that I've been pondering this evening, is whether I wear my glasses or not.
On the one hand, it would look more natural and be more intimate without them. On the other, they are so much part of me.
They are the first thing I put on in the morning and the last thing I take off at night. I've worn them since I was 10 years old, when I lost my right eye in an accident.
Yes - I do hide behind them.
Without them ,my false eye, and the scars on my right cheek ,from a car accident, are more visible. I am truely naked.
And I realised this evening, taking these photographs - that I NEVER see myself without glasses. The woman is a stranger.
This leads to the question of who this portrait is for. A. commissioned it, but Lorna says that she's painting it for me. I want Lorna to paint me as she sees me, not to please, or be a nice, pretty painting.
So I guess the glasses question is down to Lorna. It would be interesting to know how other glasses wearers feel.
Tuesday, May 22
The Sea, The Sea
I took this one....
And this one...but for the rest you'll need to go to A's blog (they are very cute).
A good day methinks (and not a drop of the hard stuff passed my lips!).
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