This is my friend Mary.

This is my friend Mary Cassatt. She is very weird and does not like Arial font. I was one of her lighting assistant while she painted her oil piece “Girl in a Blue Armchair.” I was holding the lamp that was meant to illuminate the paint’s subjects –the girl and her pet dog. Unfortunately Mary did not listen to my lighting expertise, which was to bring in a larger light source and a reflector. As a result the girl in the painting is the only one that is properly lit. Her dear puppy was left in the shadows.

The dog was very hyper and playful that day. He barked and jumped around the blue armchair with floral patterns. Mary, who is not exactly a dog person, feed (and by fed I mean shoving, thrusting, forcing…etc.) sedatives down the yappy pup’s throat. The Yorkshire terrier pooch spent the rest of the portrait session rolled up in as a small, furry, brown ball. The child was not happy. She wanted the portrait to be of her playing with her companion. Because of the girl’s dissatisfied look and aurora Mary’s rendition of the child has a scowl and uncomfortable expression. She looks like she wants to self-combust. Mary is not good with people and animals.
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The final product consists of many brushstrokes across the canvas. Some art critics call the “Girl in a Blue Armchair” a mark of genius, a prime example of impressionism. In reality the brushstrokes were produced as a result of a Mary’s Parkinson’s disease. While painting Mary could barely hold the thin paintbrushes without the slightest movement. I invite you to pay particular attention to the floral details in the blue armchair. Our artist could not hold her brushes long enough to properly pain a full flower. She could only slap paint in sloppy lines in hopes of forming flower like blots.