True American Royalty: Jackie Kennedy

I am looking for the people’s Jackie and I want to make her mine.

I am trying to commune with her elegant spirit and I find myself lost in her magic.

I am looking for answers and I find myself enchanted by her mystery.

I’ve heard about the “everyman’s goddess,” as close to perfection as very few have ever been.

I am looking for that regal brunette and I find a woman of keen intelligence.

Her face has the “certain something.” One can see the glow coming from within.

Jackie’s face has an air of mystery – never revealing her personal feelings and successfully hiding her private pain from the viewer.

There is something very special in her appearance.

Her eyes ….The way she looks at me.

There is something extremely compelling about her gaze. One feels that time has stopped. What a presence.

Her eyes are inviting me closer, yet remain distant. I almost see her pain but I will never understand it. Simply because Jackie wants it that way.

Her slightly lifted eyebrows betray her curiosity and intelligence. Focused curiosity, that is. Right to the point%u2026Not everybody is included.

The surface of her has this almost visible patina of sophistication that not every woman can claim. Porcelain perfect, both fragile and strong. Every inch of Jackie’s face conveys understated elegance. The aristocratic cheekbones graciously shape the image.

Seemingly ignoring everything and everyone, her intense gaze is almost impossible to bear.

For a brief, shining moment the viewer has her attention. Her full attention. And that’s a lot. Even her nostrils are somewhat widened.

And her lips%u2026So sensual and confident. Their silhouette is exquisitely beautiful. Her mouth is slightly opened – I can sense her breath.

She is not saying anything; she is actually listening with great intensity. What an homor! Do I have anything important to say? How do you entertain a queen? You only have her attention for few seconds. Those few seconds, however, are pure bliss.

Referring to John Kennedy’s presidency she once said: “For one brief shining moment, there was Camelot” %u2026Anything you say, Jackie. One thing is for sure – once there true American Realty. And that was you.

I am looking for the ultimate Jackie.

I have met a determined lady with a strong sense of clear purpose. An extraordinary person with the ability to withstand the most painful episodes and not break apart.

I have met Jackie O. – the prize jewel.

I barely survived her wide-set eyes beaming at me Because I wanted to paint her at her most appealing self.

She has allowed me to get closer. On her own terms. I felt thankful and privileged.

I press my ear against the canvas and then close my eyes. Her voice is so soft and gentle, somehow sweet%u2026I am asking her, “Is it possible to depict the ultimate Jackie? Is it possible to actually meet you in person?”

And she would whisper back, “Of course, it could be done….”