The famous photo...
From my easel.
As you see there is major differences in the images, that was done deliberately. I only sketched the people and did the background freehand for practice. I am certain I will tweek the painting several more times before I am satified completely, maybe for another day, maybe for a few years. It was good practice.
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A picture speaks a thousand words doesn't it
This one was hard on me. I have a brain eating monster of a headache.
I will probably never do another image in shades of gray.
It hurts to blink.
I can't imagine how hard it was, Christy. But it's beautiful. All the mothers in the world are in empathy with this mother and her baby. And every day we hear that the criminals who have wreaked rape and murder on these women and children, have their convictions quashed by American military farcical court proceedings. This is a sad time to belong to such a regime.
BTW...
Again this image did not photograph properly.
That yellow is actually tangy orange and the red of the blood washed out. On the blanket it is a deep crimson and on his perfect little feet it is bright crimson.
I will photograph it again tommorrow in full daylight and see if I get a better shot.
It was hard to paint those little feet. But it was the curls I think made my head explode.
The 'practice' thing is about layering shadows in shadows.
I still have a lot of work to do.
Christy,
It just occurred to me to tell you this. Looking at the picture, the first thought that entered my head was the image of the firefighter who held the dead baby after the Oklahoma City bombing.
http://web.ics.purdue.edu/~afrotc/images/first_fifty_years_images/90ce4.jpg
That photo still makes me cry too.
I will post a thread with the picture since this didn't give a clickable link.
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