This Photoshop painting from when I was 13? won a contest for children of employees at my parents' corporate optical physics lab. It only feels a little like her head is falling off.

Mainly using this to chost a #retrospective of my artwork from the last uh 3 decades. Occasionally new art and rechosts. Pretend I put some fun gifs here.
1998? 30x36in? Consider this part of my youthful realism phase - painting the studio that made me a painter. On the right is Katie, who still runs her teaching studio and gallery in Pacific Palisades and is a real great teacher, brilliant painter and awesome woman. Iirc she was pregnant with her first kid at the time, who is I guess the same age as this jpeg, which has aged much worse.
OK, here comes the retrospective. This is a fully invented portrait I painted when I was maybe 14 of my imaginary friend from when I was 6 or 7. She was Peter Pan's cousin and she could fly sometimes, when she put the wings on. I think this isn't even up to my representational standards of the time because I was 1. already trying to deskill and 2. didn't realize particle board was so absorbent.