It is amazing how our countenances and emotions can become enigmatic when we try to judge each other’s current state. Sometimes, these could lead to harsh prejudices being doled out to people without actually knowing what they are going through.
For example, when I first beheld this reference picture used for my recent graphite pencil study, two thoughts came to mind.
On one hand, she appears to be an avid listener to the adagios composed with the violins and cellos of societal melodrama; so much so that after listening to the first umpteen tracks, her once adored classic playlist now seems listless; Phew!
On the other, she comes across as someone whose only friend is the lady in the mirror whom she patiently hopes will compliment her imperfections someday after some painstaking eye-to-eye discourses; sigh!
Well, we can only assume so much from the miens of men, but only when we have true conversations with one another, can we know the ordeals each of us pass through.
This reference picture was obtained from Pinterest as always, and after doing some research, I discovered that the muse was indeed Holly Humberstone and the image was the music cover of her song titled “Falling Asleep At The Wheel”, and fair to say the image depicts just that.
I found both the song’s lyrics and image fascinating and decided to portray the image using graphite pencils on vellum surface paper, and even though the likeness deviated slightly, I was happy with the emotion captured.
Do feel free to express your views on the image, the drawing, and also the song’s lyrics if heard. In the meantime, Ciao! and have a lovely week ahead.
Cheemnonso
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Thanks, Jonathan. Please feel free to share🙂
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Thank you!
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This is a stunning drawing. I looked up the lyrics. They are a bit depressing but the cover did depict the song.
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Indeed, LuAnne. It is one of those moody songs well portrayed by the artiste.
I truly appreciate your kind words; Thank you 🙂.
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beautiful artwork!
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Thanks for finding it beautiful, B. Much appreciated🙂!
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As usual, awesome artwork!
Art
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Thanks, Art
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That is so lovely!
Gwen.
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Thank you lots, Gwen🙂
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Aye! One pic, has different meanings for everyone. Different perceptions of situations..
-Maya
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Indeed, Maya. Glad you could relate 🙂.
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You are an artist.
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Thanks for your kind words, Cindy. Much appreciated!🙂
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The speed at which we can interpret facial expressions is impressive – 200ms, I think. Curiously, I have also read that we only express one emotion asymmetrically – disdain. Lovely sketch and thoughts.
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That’s some insightful stats you’ve got there, Tash. I am now indeed curious about the asymmetricity of our disdain.
Nonetheless, many thanks for your kind words 🙂.
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The expression of disdain is as two-faced as we can imagine the feeling — half impassive, half-parody of a smile.
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That’s very true. Surfing for facial expressions of disdain/contempt, and I must say, it looks a bit eerie😅.
Funny how the demeanour of utter disgust/ contempt still has a sinister smile lurking in there.
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Oddly, the attempt at deception is paradoxically and symmetrically a failure – to both the recipient, and to the self.
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Sigh! A double entendre that seems inevitable in our daily existence.
For one second, I considered the exhibition of our true colours as a remedy, but on the other hand, I wondered what could happen when deception morphs into one’s true colour 😅. Life’s indeed convoluted!
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Just visiting. Love this.
Gwen.
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Many thanks, Gwen. Glad you still love it🙂.
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