Who did I paint?
I didn't hesitate or even entertain the possibility that it could be someone else; but it was.
Thanks to astute observer on my Facebook page, I found out it was a young Aretha Franklin. God, was I embarrassed. I changed or deleted the posts immediately. Lesson learned.
Interestingly, when it was done, the painting didn't feel quite right to me. After I found out it was Aretha Franklin, it all of a sudden felt absolutely right, without changing a single brush stroke.
Like I said the day I wore two different shoes to work, "if you can't laugh at yourself, what's the point in living".
I'm not sure if it was a reaction to having goofed up, but I began painting a 24" x 48" vertically oriented canvas of Lionel Ritchie using a slightly different technique. I didn't quite finish, but I got into the groove of only using broad and bold brush strokes, using one of my wider brushes. The effect is very interesting and provided a fun evening of painting. I'll finish him up tonight.
But is this really Lionel Ritchie?