If I could be somebody else, say some fabulous gal from art history, you don’t have to ask me twice who I’d pick. Mme Moitessier, the London version, by J.A.D. Ingres.
I want that dress! I contemplate Mme Moitessier, de temps en temps, with a pen in hand, and I think I see a little of myself in her. In the drawings below I was doing her from memory.
Refreshed my memory a little between sketches, and thus the fan she holds in her left hand begins to drift into place.
I should warn readers that portraying yourself as someone else may reveal things about yourself that you’d rather not know. It does give your subconscious free rein, a time to play, and a time to get heavy! My inner Madame Moitessier is a little scary.
She gets a little more scary with each iteration. Woah! Better get back to landscape!
Madame Moitessier and Miss Hyde!