The Works of Zinaida Serebriakova

I can’t remember when I first saw a self-portrait of Zinaida Serebriakova, but I was immediately entranced.  Maybe it’s because I see a little bit of myself in her – the hair, the facial structure, the wicked expression in her eyes … or rather, I see the idealized version of myself, the “me” that is much more beautiful than the real “me” will ever be.  Regardless, the portraits are enchanting, and Serebriakova remains one of my favorite artists of the twentieth century.