Portrait of Diane

Here's a new drawing from my left-handed, formerly right-handed artist. He calls this one (yep, you read that title right) "Portrait of Diane":

Portrait of Diane
by
Bob 
(click to enlarge)

Well, actually he did not quite call it that. When I asked him what he was drawing, he told me "a picture" and when I said, "a picture of what?" he gave me a sly sideways glance and pointed his thumb at me.... So I said, "a picture of me?" and he said "yes."

He has been working on this picture all week and finally, yesterday, pronounced it "done." And I looked at it and asked, "this is still a picture of me?" and he replied "yes."

So I'm thinking, jeepers. This is how he sees me? It looks like some sort of octopus/alien monster with all these arm-things, but maybe that's because I'm always whirling through the house trying to do 10 things at once.... You know, I always wanted to be "an artist's muse", but this? Come on. Then, I think, maybe he's more brain damaged than I thought...

But the more I look at it, the more I am drawn to the "eye" dead in the middle of the drawing. Then, suddenly, I see it: a face! A woman's profile in the middle of the drawing. I didn't see it at first as you have to look at those "white spaces". Sort of like an optical illusion...

The face

So I take the drawing to Bob and I say, "You know, there's actually what looks like face in this drawing. Did you mean to do that?"

And he says, "Well, duh."