Since my friend Lori's birthday was coming up, her mom invited me and some of her other family members to a painting party to celebrate. Every time I do one, I get nervous. Actually, while I'm participating I get frustrated. I always want to over think the process. With quilting, for the most part, you have lines and angles that match up. Of course there are always exceptions. But with painting it's free flowing, creating shadows and blending colors. AHHHHH
When I walked into the studio I had no idea what the project for the evening was. An easel at the front of the room revealed the cutest little chickadee.
|Painted by Bill at The Starving Artist|
I love it, it's amazing! But I have to recreate it??? He did take it a bit easy on us and had the bird's body marked on the canvas in pencil instead of making us draw it ourselves.
After some instruction from our fearless leader, we were ready to begin the step by step process.
I'm always amazed when we add things like bright pink paint. I look at that and then the finished one and think, what?? But I just trust and keep on going. I also have to keep reminding myself to not grip the brush and to let it glide across the canvas. Forcing your strokes is bad.
|Always remember to paint the sides|
Not too long after this point, I have a headache and a completed picture. I'm usually not sure if I've had a good time or not. I can see every mistake I've made compared to the original painting. Yikes. Though, Bill tells you from the start, artists do not make mistakes. Then, Bill sends us away and the most amazing thing happens.
|Mine is the second from the left on the bottom|
|Again, why do I always looked stoned???|
If you haven't had a chance to try one of these classes you should. After I get home and hang my picture, I feel refreshed. The act of creating anything and learning something new can just be good for the soul. With each class I attend I get a little better.
This was the first class I attended several years ago.
This was a paint your pet class I did this time last year. Don't be too impressed...it's probably 30% me and 70% Bill. I was thankful for all of his help.
I even talked hubby into a couples paint.