We stopped at my Mom's house for coffee after church today. That turned into her cooking breakfast for all of us. It made for a pleasant afternoon.
While she was cooking I tried to draw her. It was beyond horrible! So I decided I had to try again from a photo this evening. The second one joined the first in the scrap heap. This third one, while by no means great does look like her, at least the way I think of her. Young and vibrant, full of life.
I wonder how much your vision of the person you are drawing gets in the way of how they look now. Something like your mind sees this person in front of you aging and changing. Your heart sees the person you love. Stuck in some space warp of the mind forever unchanging.
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