Here is my first attempt at sketching and then painting a portrait, actually anything in 40 plus years. I would muddle my way through explanations of a project to students, fellow crafters, other teachers etc with an embarrassed scrawl. I like every other art ed student in college had to take drawing class. It certainly was not because of the naked models that I had a problem with the class. To me that was the best part. The worst part was that my professor took an instant dislike to me because I wore a sorority pin into class.....my mistake. In my defense, I also was dressed in my sloppy hippy gear. But this lady just didn't like anything I did and flunked me. Ouch. Since art is subjective.....well there ya go. I made it up with another prof in summer school but always felt like I wasn't good enough.....so being the rational 19 year old, I gave it up for bloody ever.
So when my grands are drawing everyday, I am watching and thinking....oh this is stupid, but of course being the rational 60 year old, I just don't. Until now.
My dear friend, who is a superb painter, both in watercolor and silk painting has for years, fussed at me about not drawing. So therefore I have learned techniques from her but have done no subjects on my silks.
I fell, as is always the case, into the art, heart, and healing class shown on my sidebar. I certainly had not set out to find this class but I must say that I am thrilled. I know some others of you are doing this class as well and if it weren't for a promise to one special one of you, I don't know that I would be sharing my work. But I am an Olde Bagg who keeps my word. So without further babbling and any other excuse I can think of.......here is my initial self portrait.
|It ain't the Mona Lisa but not bad for a beginning.|
GK, the resident artist told me (and this is a direct quote)...."see Oma I knew you had it in you, but your hair needs a little work, it isn't white enough". Damn Taurus. tee hee