I think this is finished with. For a while.
Pensive self portrait. April 2020. Oil on canvas.
Painted at different times of day, in different clothes, on different chairs (all things that were slightly unfortunate).
You can tell it’s painted from life; the proportions are all nicely squee whiff and the colours dance about in a pleasing way, mixing to make my skin tones.
The last session added Prussian blue and lamp black on the jacket to give some depth. Dull green/blue/grey seems to be my colour. Light Royal Air Force blue? A memory from Airfix kits (the haze of turps open in my bedroom made me stupid – it explains a lot).
The last one is what I look like in the mirror if you photographed badly.