My first portrait. I was with a friend who did a bit of sketching
and he encouraged me to give it a go. I had not done art since primary
school so I tried to copy a photo from one of his mother's fashion magazines
and discovered I made a fair go of it.
My second drawing the next day, and I have to say I always liked
this one.
Portrait number three. A coupe of weeks later.
Portrait number four, that same day.
My fifth portrait a week later.
Portrait number six that same day, this was a bit of a weekend pastime
for me.
Portrait number seven.
Portrait number eight.
Portrait number nine.
Portrait number ten, a bit worse for wear, wasn't stored very well.
Portrait number eleven, and the last I did for a while, or at least
if I did others they did not survive the years.