Look. I’m an introvert who traveled alone in WV Bus for a year during an unscheduled pre-midlife crisis. If aloneness were an ultramarathon, I’d be the world champion.
I’m writing to you from a rural Mexican mountain village. To cope with radical isolation, I’m pretending to be on an extended solo artist’s residency. I’m drawing upon Leonard Cohen’s ten years in the Zen monastery — which wasn’t solo, but still.
Tonight I ugly cried during my Saturday night girlfriend’s Zoom. Having not slept well in weeks erodes my will to suck it up and deal sometimes. But, I did paint today, and not just this portrait.
The tear cloud on my head is a self-portrait commemorating finishing my first book in 2007. The moment I hit send to my editor, I dressed up in my fishnets, boots and striped pirate sweater, and took a selfie before going out to the Fluevog shoe store in San Francisco to get another pair of tall boots to celebrate.
Don’t you love how these two stories seem to have nothing to do with the other? Me
These small, original portraits are painted on top pages cut and upcycled from my sketchbooks.
This portrait is from the series, 100 Portraits in 100 Days: A Quarantine Diary.
What began as a creative challenge to focus my energies during the first weeks of solo quarantine in March 2020, evolved into a diary of my experience.
Materials: Acrylic, Ink, Wax, Graphite on Paper
Size: 5 X 7 Inches (13 x 18 CM)
This is a signed and authenticated original painting by Lisa Sonora.