Artist. Innovator. Madman.

My patron saint. I have always loved his work; his way of looking at the world. His bigger-than-life persona. One of the original rock-star artists; we know his face (who knows what Michaelangelo looked like?) and he apparently loved being seen, or else he would have shaven that thing off.

I discovered long ago that the obvious characterizing things: glasses, moustaches, birthmarks, etc actually mask the true humanity of a face. It’s a shortcut and is very satisfying to draw/paint. It also makes me lazy since they distinguish the person so quickly. So the last thing I painted was the moustache, forcing me to concentrate on his features.