ah, arthur schopenhauer. wrinkles, flesh, feathery hair... all my favorite things.
there are many portraits of schopenhauer out there, but this pose was the only one i wanted to paint. he was a request from another german philosopher, so the pressure was on--i had to get him right. hopefully, i succeeded.
i could paint old wrinkly men and women all day, honestly. babies? gimme a break. innocence and purity in that sense are not things i'm drawn to. weathered wisdom, however, is something i can get behind.
