One thing trending in our area lately is art.
People – well, women who enjoy socializing, and especially
getting out for an evening - are embracing their inner artist.
It goes by various names:
Paint and Sip - Wine
and Canvas - Paint, Drink, Wine
You can probably spot the focal point.
I decided to try it myself -
in spite of the fact that while I’m married to a man with inborn talent,
and I have a sister who has actually had her own exhibitions - I have no
artistic ability myself.
None whatsoever. Even my handwriting is bad.
Our sainted instructor somehow managed to communicate
step-by-step directions over the roar of the nearby bar and our own non-stop
conversation.
I was reminded of the torturous instructions I would give
during teaching days. About three quarters were listening, three quarters of
those followed directions, and all the while I needed to inexorably guide the
group to the finish line in the allotted time.
But we worked our way slowly but surely to the end product.
When I finished, I had decided the best thing about my painting was that I could bring it home to my husband.
And he could put another coat over it and use the canvas for his next painting.
You are much too hard on yourself!
ReplyDeletePlease note that there is no front-on picture of my final product!
ReplyDeleteIt's not about perfection- have some fun, learn something, express yourself!
ReplyDeleteI would proudly hang your picture on my wall.
ReplyDeleteThe real point of the evening was having fun with my good friend, which is exactly what happened!
ReplyDeleteYou're funny. That's why you had such a good evening with friends, and wine.
ReplyDeleteKind words, Joanne.
ReplyDeleteI love the way you write! It would be fun to do that! How did your husband like the painting?
ReplyDeleteIt was a fun evening, but trust me, no one will be lining up for any of my art work.
ReplyDeleteMy sweet husband found some nice things to say and even managed to keep a straight face while he said them.