velazquez, goya, sorolla, and me
Today, I took a bunch of my painting students to the museum of the Hispanic Society in Harlem, New York City. They have this baroque statue, right in the front as you walk in. I can’t tell you how many people, in fact complete strangers, have told me that this statue looks like me. Next time I take my class in to see the paintings of Velazquez, Goya, and Sorolla, I will grow my hair longer, and have a faint goatee. Then, I will place my hand on the statue, and a golden beam of light will descend on my shoulders, and I will be able to paint like the Spanish Masters.
Perhaps I watched a wee bit too much MacGyver, when I was younger.