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We've met him for all of maybe 30 seconds total, and I can already tell I'm going to love Jeff to bits.

Adam plays his part during the first triptych in Jim Jarmusch's new film, "Father Mother Sister Brother", where a brother, Jeff, and sister go to visit their "hermetic father" in rural New Jersey. From what we see in the teaser trailer, he's a serious fellow, literally buttoned down, with the points of his shirt tucked neatly into the wine colored sweater he's wearing under a checked blue blazer, and though the top button of his shirt is left undone, it's left very close to it's buttonhole. There's only one moment in the trailer when he doesn't have that worried furrow in his brow, and it's when a laugh is startled out of him by his father suggesting that they "toast their tea to family relations".

This moment happens immediately after, as he asks, worriedly, "CAN we toast with tea?", to his sister's dryly incredulous, "Really?", and his father's amused chuckle, implying that this kind of fretting over small details is an all too common occurrence with Jeff. He's adorably flustered; in addition to the worried furrow in his brow there's a flush of pink that goes from his neck all the way up to his hairline, staining his ears, lips, tip of his nose, and even the inner corners of his brows especially vividly.

The overall impression I was left with is that Jeff is an anxious, compacted marshmallow; so very soft, concerned about his dad's wellbeing, and the only reason he'd be hard at all is because of just how tightly wound his anxiety makes him.

I wonder what special keepsake he kept as a reminder of his time as Jeff. I do hope it was his glasses. Or maybe the mug?

Photo used for reference was a screencap of the trailer for "Father Mother Sister Brother" taken and edited by myself. Favorite details I rendered along the way, aside from that adorable furrow in his brow, include the fine line etched by time and smiles where his dimple would rumple, the rather impressive ridge that his chin scar makes (he must have split his skin to the bone when he got that one), along with being amazed, yet again, with just how extraordinarily full and pink his lips are. And, of course, it was a special delight to get to paint him in glasses.

About 17-ish hours of work. I'll admit that once I started working on the color overlays I completely stopped tracking the time. It took a couple of tries to get the colors right, but I really wanted to have this one be in color so that we could appreciate the blush staining his poor flustered face. I added more pink to his lips at least three times!

Painted while listening to 'The Day The Angels Cried' by Jozef Van Wissem and Jim Jarmusch.


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