There is a time in a young person’s life where they feel all grown up, but they aren’t and they also feel like their parents do not give them credit for their maturity. So, even though their bodies might be mature, or nearly so, they truly are still children, as they pout and sigh, and write black poetry about how tough life is. It is a terrible time to be a parent, because we know that these children might make terrible life changing decisions hoping to achieve popularity, one of the most important aspects of life to a teenager.
I hoped to capture that time using a reference photo that another artist shared with me. I don’t know who she is, and I don’t know if she ever really danced at her prom. What do you think? Does she remind you of someone?
5 responses to “The sulky debutante”
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Cousin Mike
Mimi! What a lovely painting!!!!
She’s very pretty and looks very apprehensive but that pout is wonderful!
Not as debutant in the truest meaning — but verrry vulnerable!
I agree, Catherine, she definitely doesn’t look like she’s BEEN to the prom yet.
It doesn’t show in her countenence that she went to the prom. There is a ‘light’ that shines through for that. Maybe parents invited her out on prom night, bought her a corsage, took her some place special for dinner, and danced with her in the living room when they got home, or took her to the ballet …something to celebrate her coming of age that said she is loved.