Room Prep (not pictured: me awkwardly carting stuff to the basement)
Base Layer – color OK!
Testing the other colors – 2 were rejects
Another layer, plus testing the newly bought colors
Annnnd another layer …
We have a sky, people! I REPEAT – A SKY!
Alllllmost therrrre …
Back (apologies for my handwriting!)
The text of the postcard is
Do you think this was commissioned? And if so, do you think the person looked at this and thought, ‘perfect! I love when people recoil in fear upon seeing a painted portrait!’ Don’t get me wrong, I think this is amazing and nuts, but it is a little creepy crawly.
Why am I doing this?
Portrait of a Boy, by Chaim Soutine, 1928
Father: Hi Chaim, nice to meet you.
Chaim: Hello, it’s nice to –
Father: Yes, please, one second, I’m talking to the artist.
Chaim: I will be painting your son today?
Chaim: Do you have any special requests?
Father: Make him look sassy. And like half his face is melting off.