These faces just happen. I enjoy doing them, don't know where they come from, they are visitors in my head. Acrylic, graphite and white paint.
Face 1. The man
Face 2. Heather?
It was a shock when I realised that this face echoed that of my stepmother. She died a couple of years ago and I didn't know I was thinking of her.
Face 3. The boy
There's a yearning here, a need.
Face 4. Katherine Parr
Face 5. The tired individual
Eyes closed, been working hard.
Face 6. The lady with the hat
Quietly considering her options
Face 7. The crying lady