tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11573027903085479122012-02-16T01:59:47.864-08:00Kari Fleskeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09488605315102075906noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1157302790308547912.post-5479572526248206212009-08-17T12:13:00.000-07:002009-08-17T12:20:45.686-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nUCe_XxevQ/SomsAUA-33I/AAAAAAAAABc/D6t7ZKP5v2g/s1600-h/000_0646.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nUCe_XxevQ/SomsAUA-33I/AAAAAAAAABc/D6t7ZKP5v2g/s320/000_0646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371013151988834162" border="0" /></a><br />This is a friend's baby. My sister is a wonderful photographer and I went with her to take these pictures. When I saw this photo, I fell in love with it. A week later, I was scheduled to fly home to Memphis for a visit and sketched this up really quickly to draw on the plane. The minute I got started, it irritated me. Nothing was looking right, no matter what I did. I messed with this drawing for six weeks before I said "Forget it," and started another one. Didn't look at it or show it to anyone for about a month, then my sister was flipping through my sketch book and the baby drawing came back to haunt me. Now, though, I think it's probably my favorite portrait drawing I've done so far. Definitely the most frustrating, but I think it turned out to be one of my best.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1157302790308547912-547957252624820621?l=kari-fleskes-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kari Fleskeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09488605315102075906noreply@blogger.com0