It was a stormy night in Chicago. The thunder required patience. My dogs were already freaking out- so I decided sit down at my easel with Strawberri Super Starr.
Usually I am guilty of just gesturing my hands because I am too lazy to struggle with bringing the digits to life- so to speak. Some things such as a woman’s hands are meant to be petite and delicate.
One of the reasons I work in oil sticks with turpenoid is that mistakes lift off. The canvas does not get muddy or torn up.
Last night I used everything to swab paint the smallest fingers with detail that I had in the studio. The morning light fell on cotton balls, paper towel spit balls and Q tips all over the floor.
The storm had to be a waited out so I just kept at trying to make a sexy Asian hand that wasn’t too cartoonish for Strawberri Super Starr to rest on her right thigh.
Slender joints are sexy on a woman. Man hands on a woman would ruin a painting. As I continue to struggle with my weakness- I am reminded of the model that inspired Strawberri:
Kim is American Vietnamese. A tar war baby- fathered by a Black soldier and given up for adoption by her Vietnamese birth mother. She came to America as a newborn. As a mature woman, her tiny hands are a stark contrast to her gripping personality.