I have always been one who did not like looking at myself. Somehow as I have grown more artistic and have met other artists I realize that it is not an uncommon trait.
One of the things that was required of the artists in the master class series I have been watching was a self-portrait. It was not just a physical representation of themselves but also represented their artistic style.
Facing yourself in a portrait forces you to face your flaws and imperfections. By doing a self-portrait I had to acknowledge every wrinkle and layer of fat and you know how painful that can be.
Now that I have done it I get why it is important. I can’t fully understand or capture others until I can face my own imperfections.
Here is my self-portrait.
Not too bad for a 74-year-old I guess. I’m not perfect nor have I been or ever will be but Jesus loves me so I’m okay with who I am.
A new year is a chance to regroup, restart, and reignite passion for life. Have a great year.
Through My Eyes 