I took some pastel lessons from a really fine, acclaimed artist, who doesn't know anything but his own style. Now I know more than he does, because I know mine AND his. Here is a glammed up self-portrait done in his way, very saturated and smoothed out. Well, it makes me look really young, not a bad thing. He even wanted me to smooth out the hair. Didn't do that. Now, I think this style is admirable, and useful for when I am doing a picky piece, like a floral still life, maybe. He uses sanded paper, which is hard for me because I am so heavy-handed, I make oodles of dust. I am debating putting my glasses on, which would make it much more like me. Oh, well, live and learn. I just keep trying new things, thinking I will stumble upon that which would make me revered and desired and immortal, that would be nice, too.
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