We just came back from our annual family summer vacation (AKA The Rumpus) and while there’s a lot that could be said, I will begin by presenting to you the portraits Olive did of everyone in attendance.
As you’ll soon see, a picture truly is worth a thousand words (or in this case, a dollar, which is what Olive charged each of us. A bargain if you ask me.)
Her cousin, Ada
This is Olive’s uncle (Uncle Um – or, spelled phonetically, Angkle Am) farting on me, and me looking sad. The accuracy is quite stunning really.
This is my sisters baby. And yes. That is his penis.
Aaaand this is the reverse – his diaper blowout.
The currently extremely sleep deprived Aunt Loulie.
Aunt Hilly, complete with new snake tattoo.
My sister Claire, or Aunt Jemima as Olive calls her (Jemima is her middle name)
Nana threatened Olive, so she got a very flattering portrait.
My sister Mawney, Olive’s Aunt Poopie
“I see a lot of wrinkles, so I’m going to draw them”. Thanks, Olive
Mawney’s dog, Oso
Last but not least, self portrait of the artist, age 5