Last year I had a crush on Louise. Today as I scanned through some images in my library of work I came across these two pieces. One is a rough mosaic done on an old cabinet mirror using pink colored grout, because Louise of course loved pink. To her it was nurturing. Maybe that’s why I have a pink robe? Maybe I’m channeling Louise? I’d like to think so. If the wrinkles growing across my face daily could testify, I think they’d testify there’s no lack of trying:) The second is a rough sketch from a photo of Louise I found. Her eyes amaze me-not only her physical self, but how they perceived the world, or should I say processed.
Here is a link for more info: www.pbs.org/art21/artists/louise–bourgeois