I told my grandson Nathan that my nose is the most intelligent part of my body. My nose knows. It always leads the way and I have no option but to follow.
For some reason he was skeptical. He doesn’t always believe me.
My own nose is perfectly in proportion to my body if I happened to have a body that was twice as big. I just needed to live in Rome a couple of thousand years ago and I would have been considered an aristocrat.
This study of a nose in orange is straight out of 1973.
I put all my paintings and ramblings together in my Art and Outpourings book. Available on Amazon.