Finally finished my first (official) self portrait. Wow, what a mission. To add that at the time we where nomadic (nicked this word from dear comrade Loralee Grace, which is a nomadic herself), meaning painting anywhere, anyway.
My Auncle Mr. Chuck gave us a long piece of rolled canvas already primed to start the job. And so we did. First place was Rita Beadle's house; she hosted us for about 2-3 weeks overall. She and her brother Eduardo are amazing creative artist, from sculpture on clay, recycled materials, etc to environmentalist and activists. We started of with tracing our figures and giving birth to an idea.