Can't
have old photos of self without including the two remarkable individuals who
brought me into the world. Their influence was branded on my soul from
day one and I guess is still there.
I tried at various times to
paint my father's portrait from life but I couldn't 'get' him, he was
too close and too elusive. He died in 1996 aged 101 and I painted a
portrait of him in 2003 (second photo) from the first photo below, of
the young Sacha, newly arrived in Paris from Russia. The third photo of him was
taken in 1955 by Hungarian photographer George Cserna whom I met in New
York.
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My father newly arrived in Paris from Russia |
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Sacha as a young man. NdA 2013. Oil on canvas. |
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My father in New York 1955. Photo by George Cserna. |
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