I just finished the second round of the Acrylic Portraiture class and now have a third painting to show: Carrie Fisher Being the Ultimate. I knew I wanted one of her shooting a bird because 1) she did it so often and 2) it’s the eternal mood. This painting is now hanging in my bedroom with the other two and it gives me a little “fuck yeah” feeling when I wake up and see it. Live your life and to hell with ’em.
Once again the hand proved to be a bit difficult. Also, I didn’t quite get the head tilt like in the photo but my instructor said it looked like her so I’m going with it. I think it does, too. The eyes may be a touch too big among other things but I’m very happy with the result. It looks like Carrie is flipping us off and I am here for it.
As usual, takes a few tries for the outline. 
Good grief, off to a weird start. 
Inching towards it. 
Redoing some lines. 
OK, OK. Now we’re somewhere. 
The Bird needed revising. 
Home stretch. 
Fin! (Until I see more things I want to correct.)
