I have copied this over from my Art Blog, as it’s not just about art really this, but also about the weirdness of the modern world.
Portraiture and Botox
When I went to art school many years ago, well before the advance of digital media, a popular medium for life drawing and portraiture was the use of pencil and charcoal. Pencil work, particularly involving very fine detail became a speciality for me, and I developed a sort of ‘photographic’ style. Not loved by my tutors I hasten to add, as a more bold, dynamic and more contemporary approach was generally favoured at the time. I didn’t care.
Anyway, though I don’t do so much of it now, particularly life drawing and nude studies (too much of it at art school made me hate it), I had been asked recently by someone if I would be interested in a portrait commision, using pencil in a detailed and fine art style. However, when I said I might be, and that I may need to do some studies first and take some photos etc, my subject then said, to my amazement, that she may want to have some Botox filling in done. I thought initially that she was joking, and to my dismay, she wasn’t.
I tried to point out why this was not a good idea. My argument was such. Botox carries with it a recognisable signature. It distorts and interferes with the dynamic of the face, and also changes the texture and patina of the skin. I myself can spot even a skillfully Botoxed face a mile away. This may be due to being an artist and because for so many years, study of physiognamy was very important to me, and still is.
She wasn’t convinced, and I realised that what she wanted was not in fact a portrait in the traditional sense that would capture an impression of self, but a photographic representation (why she didn’t just get a photographic portrait done I don’t know). I then told her that I could do a piece digitally using a photograph of her face, and do a ‘paint over’ with my Wacom (tablet and stylus), and that she needn’t go to the extreme of having her face injected. She said she would ‘think it over’.
I thought a lot about this. I know in Hollywood there is a backlash against the use of Botox as it intereferes with an actors ability to deliver facial ‘nuance’. But, it also bothered me that this woman felt the need to undergo what in my opinion is still a pretty radical and untested (in the sense that there is as yet no evidence of potential side effects from long term use, as it it still so new) procedure just because she wanted to look good for a drawing!!!
Strange world!
Seven years ago when I was 40, I looked great. I really did and I have the pictures to prove it. I looked 30. Even four and a half years ago after the birth of my daughter, I still looked okay. But now, at 47…the rot has truly set in. Every picture I see of myself these days makes my heart sink. I look unutterably middle aged and frumpy. I look at pictures of my school and Uni friends on Facebook, and they ALL look fab! How and why I ask myself? Why do they all look so good and why do I look so crap. Now, up until recently I always lo0ked young for my age, but it would seem that when I turned about 45, something changed. It’s as if the aging process suddenly took a leap.
Now, I have always advocated that aging goes in stages, sort of jumps. People seem to remain the same for ages, and then suddenly, there is a marked change. One remains fairly ageless from about 20 to 25, then 25 to 30, even little change occurs from 35 to 40. I think from about 40 onwards, the slope becomes distinctly slipperier!
It’s not that I mind the lines on my face, and would scorn any suggestion that I have ‘something’ done about it. I like lines on the face of a woman, and find an unlined and ‘youthful’ face akin to that of a blank canvas. I have nothing but utter contempt for the silly and vain creatures who have their faces pumped with poision in an attempt to stem the aging process. To what end anyway? Botox has such an obvious signature, that you might as well wave a flag. Besides, who really wants to look like a waxwork dummy? The likes of Michelle Collins, Fay Ripley, Felicity Kendal are prime examples. Women whom I previously had enormous respect for as good actresses and interesting and uncomprimising women.
So, what to do? I am in truth fairly overweight for my skeletel structure and perhaps that has aged my face. Maybe drinking more water, eating better, sleeping better and taking exercise is the answer. Or maybe, all the women I know of my age who look so good, are having ‘help’ and I should just accept the inevitable demise of my ‘beauty’ and accept oncoming decriptitude and wait for my ‘Crone’ hat to arrive in the post. Answers on a post card please!?
Oh, and on the subject of Botox, here is an interesting article:
Johann Hari: Botox is destroying Hollywood stars’ ability to act