I caught him by his nose.
There was all this paint on the canvas and then there was this nose. Unmistakable. Pointy and chiseled. He literally poked his nose onto my canvas. 🙂
From there, the round curve of his head, the deep, kohled eye and the raggedy ear.
This is the part I enjoy the most. When they become assertive and begin to take shape. It’s nothing short of magic!
The imprints of souls on canvas.