We are starting to see a light at the end of the proverbial tunnel. Vaccines in my county have begun.
I am making this post in celebration of my getting the second Moderna vaccine shot 2 weeks ago. Last February I swore I wouldn’t cut my hair or beard until this pandemic was over or I got a shot. Being a steaming pile of co morbidities I stayed home. Only visiting with a few friends and going fishing a few times. I don’t care what they say the outdoors is the best place to be.
Today Sylvia cut my hair and I trimmed my beard. I found it funny that is was so similar to to this painting. I did this for an evening class I took at SVA back in 1975 with Milton Glazer. Psychology and Illustration. This painting had something to do with ones persona. What doesn’t. I chose to do a sequential paneled story inside a bathroom mirror. This is me shaving my beard and loosing my identity. Left with nothing but a cigarette butt.
