I have made art since I was able to eat crayons. At no point forward from that point have I ever drawn myself, nor had any inclination to do so in any manner. I will normally make a stand when it comes to school instructors handing me an assignment where I oppose the project, and an alternative is easily possible.
In this case, I’m not there to make stands anymore. I just want the degree, which is awarded after passing grades are awarded. The issue was minor. I had not sworn to never render an image of myself in a art medium, I only had never had an interest in it.
I went back and forth on how to approach this painting. In the end, I did only one thing to get it started. I picked up a paint color I had not used in the class so far, and one I really liked and began putting a background in. In this case, purple.
I am technically not finished with it, but I don’t foresee much that I’ll at to it.
In case you’re wondering, yes, if you lose a fiddle playing contest to me, I get your soul.