Notice that there are no facial features on the women in the painting. I just left their faces blank, thinking it would have an eerie effect, and it did, but the truth is I did not feel like trying to paint that level of detail. Painting (with oils or acrylics) was never my “milieu”. I was much more “drawn” to doing facial portraits, using just a good quality pencil, eraser and paper. (I also would do the occasional pen and ink drawing, as well.) To that end, I don’t think I’ve got any more paintings that I’ll be stumbling upon. But I’ve got lots and lots of pencil drawings.
The below drawing (probably done around the same time) was a bit out of character for me (subject-wise), although it’s one of my personal favorites. I tried to copy a black and white photograph of a woman in pajamas, standing in front of a balcony in the French Quarter of New Orleans. The picture was in a 1960’s photo magazine that my father had. I’ll bet the image of this woman in her jammies grinning into the camera in a terraced bedroom in New Orleans was probably considered a bit racy and intimate back then. Ha. If I can find the original photo, I’ll post it. So far, I have not come across it.