There have been ups and downs since my diatribe on learning to paint. I did a truly scary self portrait. I did a passable landscape (the worst of all those done in my class, but it didn’t induce wretching). But the best thing I have painted is a blueberry Le Crueset little dish I have. It had great color and shape and the shadowing wasn’t bad. And now I can’t find it. I can find every other painting that I have made, but the blueberry is missing. Trust me, it was pretty darn good. Like almost high school good.
Instead I will share a picture of my second best painting.
I have only one painting class left and we get to work on our final projects, which I think I will like. I am glad I stretched myself, but I am glad the class will be over. Next semester is Drawing and Fiber and Impressionism Art History. This girl is looking forward to all 3.
weeknight quilting 