This is not my face as you see it but my face in the mirror as only I see it, a few times a day.
I gaze into the mirror and see an older woman, frowning, in her working clothes, painting and I paint that relentlessly – which shocks people. In fabulous Facebook times.
My old friend Rembrandt who painted himself at almost the same age in his time, in the background, became smaller and smaller. For once, it is Saskia and Rembrandt, not Rembrandt and Saskia.