Wrong end of a brush
As mentioned in the previous post, I haven't been using a brush for my art works. Well, I am proud to say that I used a brush this time round.. Just the wrong end of it. This is a progress photo of portrait I posted of awhile back - not the final outcome.
There is something amazing about women in ethnic groups who possess such poise and simplicity. Yet, they are never drowned out by the heavy traditional gear or the chaotic festivities around them. Something to think about, do we carry ourselves well with what is happening around us? Are others able to see who we really are behind the veil of beauty trends, advertising and constant expectation to up to date?







