This is my dad, sometime between 1971 and 1979. That puts him somewhere between 33 and 39 in this picture. A baby.
Today I did just the drawing, straight in with the brush. I am reasonably happy with the likeness so far. It wasn’t as painful as I feared–I know I can do it, as long as I don’t think too hard about it beforehand. It took me a couple hours to get this far. Someday I hope to gather speed!
I’ve done a lot of whiting out of errant drawing lines. Chins and mouths are the toughest. Tomorrow I will pretend to remember how to mix skin tones and apply paint.