I was recently clearing out my late Mum’s house, when I came across a self-portrait that I must have painted when an Art School – probably 1983-84. I don’t have any of my old student paintings, and so this is an interesting reminder of my old painting technique.
I’ve shown it below along with my most recent self-portrait, to show the difference in styles. It’s strange, but I imagine the younger me would look at my recent portrait and be very happy with it. Old me looks at my ragged early work, and sees a freshness that I am rather jealous of.
