'In his blue gardens, men and girls came and went like moths amongst the whisperings and the champagne and the stars'
F. Scott Fitzgerald.
With trepidation, I practiced drawing a Charleston pose. I never find it easy to get the movement I want in arms and legs and spent alot of time looking at illustrations. I think she's just about dancing?. The headband, sash and shoes sparkle and the dress is pearlescent but dont show up on the photo.
The background was a major challenge. I collaged on deco papers and musical scores including the Black Bottom as danced by Grandma Mary. I wanted the Long Island mansion to feature but it became almost castle like.The cigarette holder and musical notes were a final addition along with the daisies in the grass.
' So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.'
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