The brisk wind lifted up his collar like a petticoat
I went to Spider House to meet my daughter, yesterday. It was sunny, and crisp. The two of us were not able to sit together because it was too bright for my daughter’s laptop. I found the perfect table, right in the sun. Very few people were outside, and I soon found out why: it was windy as West Texas, and cold! I forgot my dog clip which fastens my canvas to my painting support, but the nice waiter, Aaron, brought me two plexi beer menu displays which served as clips.
This young Hipster sat down at the rusty red glider in front of the Mannekin Pis sculpture, to eat lunch and have a hot drink. I loved his coat, with the shawl collar, which the wind was lifting up like a petticoat. It was all so Victorian – I couldn’t help but think of Bram Stoker’s Dracula as I painted.
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I can feel the wind (and part of Kansas blowing through West Texas).
Lovely feeling. Has a bit of “hauntedness” to it.
im amazed with how precisely you capture each of your subjects energy. this one is great
cheers 😀 -meli
Really love this, Lavanna! You rock! 🙂 Thanks so much for putting this out into the world!
Hi, Chris.
Thanks for that enthusiasm for what I do – I’m amazed that what I do is appreciated, and I’m grateful for that.
I hope that things over at republicofaustin.com are going well.
~Lavanna
A contemporary Yeats deep in thought, perhaps thinking of Joyce…? Very well done!
I love your blog! I just went over and looked at it – so clever and fun. I wish you the best.
~Lavanna
Hi, there.
Love your blog site!
~Lavanna