Last week I was taken with a picture from Lynn Cohen’s blog. It was one of the customers in her café scenes. The lady with big purple hair. It reminded me of a person I know locally. In the ten or so years I have known her she has always had various shades of pink hair- and I mean shocking pink. She is not a young lady, so it takes you aback when you are close up. In the city she might meld in, but in a conservative rural town she stands out. She once told me that people can see the pink well before she arrives and if they can’t handle her they have a chance to scarper!
All week I have been thinking on how we want to be different from the norm. Some of us have the courage and some of us don’t. The above lady is someone who always when she leaves her house puts on a little cap with feathers, they are real feathers and fluffy fake ones, she is a tiny little thing and she told me the feathers make her feel bigger! I have drawn her lots over the years. Here are two.
Both these ladies have the courage to be different, however I wonder. I suspect they are using their flamboyancy as a tool to hide behind.
I have only counted the first face in the challenge as the others I did earlier.