With Child

It’s always a privilege to draw this model, even more so since she is a soon-to-be mother. I’m usually disappointed that I wasn’t able to adequately capture the beauty of the model. An epic situation like this makes it even more disappointing, but, as Michelangelo said, “I’m still learning.”

Late Night Pose


Sometimes you have to accept whatever drawing happens on the paper in front of you, even though you planned for it to be a Michelangelo.


This ten-minute portrait sketch is a better likeness than the other drawings, but still not good enough for me to be tempted to take my easel to the Santa Fe Plaza — or to the Place du Tertre, a cafe-lined square and artist hangout in the Monmartre area of Paris. I can say, however and with all due humility, that this portrait is better than the last one I saw being painted at Place du Tertre. As we walked to our apartment, after midnight, we passed through the park. There was one lone artist there, in the dark, painting a couple with the aid of a flood lamp. In defense of the artist I should add that the temperature was way below freezing and I wouldn’t have been any better out there than he was. Probably a lot worse.


Short pose. Awesome hair. Awesome model. Portrait failure — but I’m used to that.


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