magique, 25x25” oil on portrait linen, as she looked at the end of my painting day today
3 PM: i stretched one more 25x25” canvas this morning, and immediately got to work on magique. i was in a good space, and as i cast glances at it on my east studio wall, i kinda looks resolved. the figure of the guitar player derives from a seies of photos i shot, god know when. neither of us can recall who that guy was, but he was definitly a peripheral figure in our lives. the deep red i added at the very end makes it sing, which is the whole point, isn’t it?