I spend every day with my head in a computer screen. I have a technical position at work and aside from a little guitar playing don't have much in life that's truely an artist outlet.
Enter "Ironlak". It's a rather funky arts supply store that holds classes for the purpose of introducing people to painting and drawing. Today, I thought it would be mentally engaging, or perhpas therapeutic, to take a beginner's class in water painting.
I stood out, not only for what rapidly became evident as an uncanny skill to make blank paper pop to life (hey, it's my post, I can embellish a little) but also for the fact that I was the only guy in attendance... in sight actually!
My class at the back of the room.
After some theory relating to translucency and the different bleeding effects possible from "wet on dry" and "wet on wet" techniques and a follow up practice session we started painting a reproduction of a potted plant.
The place has some funk about it!
So I don't want to drone on as I'm certain that my readership is briskly scanning these words in anticipation of seeing my Picasso. Well I'm not one to deny the people what they want....
Sure to become a classic. Can I hear an opening bid?