Just a brief post today…lately I’ve noticed I’ve collected quite a bit of ‘faces’ in my various sketchbooks….This could be due to the fact that I’ve also started watching “The United States of Tara” on Netflix which in a way, reminds me of that line from TS Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”..how many different ‘faces’ do we each put on throughout the day?
My dad used to say that the mark of a mature person is that though there will be slight variations of a person, based on whom they are interacting with, where they are (workplace, party, at home, etc)–ultimately. there will be an underlying consistency to the person as a whole….
So, with that somewhat weighty thought, I leave you with these sketches…(NB: this is the ‘female’ version of faces…the guys version will appear sometimes next week)
PS Coffee also features into TS Eliot’s poem…prolly another reason I love that poem