17th Century Self Portraits with Fitted Sheet

by Liz

This past week, I got in a tiff with my boss, almost competed in a spelling bee, and was feeling rather 17th Century Greek Revival, so I ceremoniously draped my cranium with my freshly laundered fitted sheet and took this series of unaltered self portraits. Yes. There is no make-up, no paint-over, and the worst bathroom florescent lighting known to be. I have titled them Moods of a Mad Madonna.

Whether that Madonna is the Renaissance Mother of God or the entertainer has yet to be determined, but something felt right about it, kind of like running across a batch of spilt seed beads while you are vacuuming and they make that titillating crunching sound as they are sucked into oblivion…