This is a self-portrait, but using a memory of a childhood family story. Years ago, probably in 1974 or so, my Mom went to an auction and bought an old painting. The frame was beautiful but the portrait was honestly odd. The lady in the portrait must have been old and blind because the eyes were white. Her expression was serious. It was black and white, and very very old. My brothers hated the portrait, and my Mom put it in the basement. It sat there for years and years. They would throw darts at her image.
Yesterday, in my boredom I decided to try to recreate the portrait and scare my brothers. Someone mentioned to one of my brothers that I still had the portrait. I don't know when it got lost, but I did have it for many years. My photo editing skills were tested but I convinced my brother Phillip that it is haunted and that his darts are the reason he is having bad luck. I convinced him that the three brothers who participated in the destruction of Aunt Haggie had been cursed.
It was all in fun. No, it was not created using AI. Just Jane.
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