I have said on this blog in times past that I am only an artist of the written word. I can’t draw, paint, sculpt, or manufacture anything meaningful from these hands of mine. I admire writers who are also artists for this reason so naturally I was drawn to this blog post detailing the self-portraits of twenty famous authors.
I picked a few favorites to highlight here but you will want to check out the full gallery yourself. And of course I did attempt one of my own. Seems only right that I should.
Got a favorite? Do tell…
Charles Bukowski. I’m afraid I had to look this one up. I didn’t know his name on sight (although I do love his sketch and those cute little dogs at his feet). Prof. Google told me Henry Charles Bukowski was a German-born American poet, novelist and short story writer. His writing was influenced by the social, cultural and economic ambience of his home city of Los Angeles.
Who doesn’t love Flannery O’Connor? And to paint her self-portrait with an American Gothic-esque vibe (love the pheasant – that IS a pheasant, isn’t it?) is so creative. When I read her stuff I want to be a better writer.
Edgar Allen Poe excelled in all things troubled, creepy and macabre. Pretty good self-portrait, eh?
dear e.e. cummings, whose work I love, was obviously very much at home with paintbrushes and a canvas. well done, o talented one.
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I spent all of five seconds on this. If I had spent five days on it, it would be far worse, I assure you. I think I will stick to the day job…
I feel cheated, Susan, although I’m laughing. I think you should try again! Love all the self-portraits. I’m tempted to try one of my own! And I think I’ll set my grandsons in front of a mirror with paintbrushes. 🙂
Do it, Dana!