I began painting self-portraits the year that I moved to California. It was the year that my father died and I had quite a bit to contemplate and self-reflection was a big focus. I had never been one for portraits and though I was proud of my work, a lot of people thought that my self-portraits were portraits of my sister…at least there is a family resemblance. I enjoyed the freedom of embellishing and taking liberties, for instance-my skin was always blemish-free, my hair a tad longer and so on.
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