I don't know this woman. Bits and pieces of her appeared on the canvas and all of a sudden there she was reminding me of the power of thought and imagination. It has been a while since I have painted a redhead--my husband claims that becoming a redhead is one of my hidden desires. This is the first portrait painted since "Searching for my Muse in the Paleolithic Caves of the Alps." Quite a contrast. Perhaps one is as I see myself and this one is what I would like to see myself.
Thinking About Nothing, Oil on Canvas, 12 X 12," $275 USD
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