We had an unusual partnership. My husband excelled at the basic sketch and loved putting in the first layer of colour, he liked the rough but acurate line or pastel work, it was his forte.
I was not fussed on drawing the basic sketch but loved building the basic sketch up with fine detail. I don't like putting on the first layer of pastel but relish bringing the base pastel work to life. Dh doesn't have patience for doing my work and I never had patience for doing his! We complimented each other perfectly. I relied on his wonderful accuracy. He relied on my life-like finishes. We did traditional pastel work together.
Then we stopped. We had a family and didn't have that time to work together.
My sister. The photo I worked on was taken in an old, stone church with light filtering through across her face. It was lovely capturing the light patterns of her face. This was another one I photographed in black and white. The orginal painting has her in a crimson dress and crimson lips, everything else is black and white, an interesting contrast.
Well, that was a nice walk down memory lane... I haven't done a portrait in a few years now, beading has sort of taken it's place at present. I hope to get back into it again one day, probably to do a matching 'angels' portrait of my three youngest children.