A couple times a year I have had a recurring dream since I was a child. I’m in a cafe with my parents in a city I’ve never seen. Theres a large portait of a person I dont know. His face is distorted and the photo exudes pain. While my parents and I sit in silence the walls start to shake, everyone starts screaming and the painting falls. Then I wake up. I decided to do 5 different portraits of 5 possibilties of what the face could possible look like The face changes often but is always consistent in style and in the eyes and sometimes mouth.
- Posted on: December 10, 2018
- By: burce226