Current mood: Aware
Paint brushes frighten me. I am used to pencils and pens. Those are solid; they don’t squish and deform when you press them against a surface.
But in spite of my brushphobia, I am fascinated by painting, so when I had a free afternoon last week, I went to the Apple Barrel and purchased the biggest canvas they had and a couple cheap brushes. Then I went to Rural King a bought three cans of latex house paint and a drop-cloth.
I spread out my art supplies on the porch and opened a bag of ice (it was hot out there), and painted for about two-and-a-half-hours.
She isn’t anyone in particular, althought I will admit that her right eye is Ryda’s (and Ryda will kill me for saying that)
As a final note; while I was working on this painting, I came up with a Theory of Art
Creating art is the inverse complement of learning. When you learn, you take a part of reality, and you create a working representation of it in your mind. When you create art, you take something that exists in your mind, and you build a physical representation of it in the real world.
Take that with a grain of salt ;