A couple of blogs ago, I introduced you to my collection of lady paintings. The start of this collection was five vintage portraits of women that I bought out of a field in Pennsylvania. I have no idea what triggered this desire to collect my ladies but it started something within me. That something is fast becoming an obsession. I have a mental list in my mind of the things that I am looking for when I am out shopping. Vintage portraits of women are on the top of that list.
Darwin and I have been on a buying trip in Southern California for the past month. You may have read about that trip in a recent blog (more later on the wrap up of that adventure) I have been keeping an eye out for new additions. These vintage lady paintings don’t just grow on trees you know. I have to search high and low to find them. Either they are pretty awful. I mean really awful, like parts of their faces are not quite right i.e. the mouth or an eye. Or the prices are just too steep. They are probably worth the money but I can only stretch my budget so far. This is not the only thing that I collect. Obsessions can get quite expensive.
Luckily I found several paintings that might be contenders. I am sharing them to get a thumbs up or the alternative.
There are the four paintings that could be part of my growing collection. Yes, I know three are mature women but what is that girl with the braids doing in there? I had a weak moment at the end of a long day of shopping. Her braids and that 1950′s smile just spoke to me. Hairdos were an important factor this time in my painting selection. Beehive and braids. What is that all about? They spoke to me. It might sound strange but these paintings do have a voice. In their on way, I get a message from each of them. Is that weird? Probably but obsessions can bring you to the edge. My rule of thumb is when I unpack the truck after a long buying trip and I see my purchases if I don’t say to myself, “What in the hell was I thinking? or “I paid money for that?” then I am OK. My ladies passed this test. They speak to me and I always listen.