Showing posts with label painting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label painting. Show all posts

Sunday, July 19, 2015

Unleashing My Inner Monet....

An Aunt Cheryl painting
Painters inspire me.  The creativity and talent that it takes to make something out of nothing, whether it is a portrait, landscape or a mishmash of colours swirling around on a canvas..... simply amazing.  Growing-up inspiring painters were not hard to find.  My Grandma Jean and my Aunt Cheryl were constantly working on honing their craft.  

Here are some examples of their work.  See-  hard not to be impressed right?
A Grandma Jean Original

I may have mentioned this in a previous blog-  my mother  is a crafter and artist extraordinaire.  There was and is very little that she can't do- cake decorating, flower arranging, knitting, sewing, candle-wicking, ceramics, quilting, weaving, paper tole, etc.    Even with all this talent during my youth she declined learning to paint.  She would often comment that the closest she would ever come to painting was a paint by number of the Last Supper that hung on our dining room wall.  She was very clear that she was not a painter and she would never be one.

That changed after I left home.  One day Mom decided to learn how to folk-art paint.  She was a success.  Then she decided she wanted to try painting on canvas.  She took a  few Bob Ross classes (yes the dude from the PBS series who's monotonous tone puts you to sleep and when you awake there is a beautiful painting to admire).  Again she knocked it out of the park.  She could add yet two more things to her list of talents. I was awestruck, as I typically am by the seemingly unlimited talents of my mother.

For a number of years now I have wanted to paint.  To be like my mother and just pick-up a brush and start creating.  Fear of failure and a general lack of knowledge has held me back.

Why?

I lack basic art skills.  Sure I can colour and I can draw some pretty kick a$$ stick people but that is where my talent ends.  There was a reason I chose band instead of art in Grade 7... to avoid continually proving that I suck at art.  It is natural to conclude that since I can't draw, painting pictures would be epic fail.

Recently Paint Nite started being offered in town.  A night to get together with others, have drinks and paint a picture.  My friends and colleagues have all been.  They all swore that prior painting knowledge and ability was not needed in order to end up with an amazing painting.  I saw their work. I was impressed by all.  Very talented and creative women, each and everyone.   But I was still skeptical that I could also end up with a similar result if I attended a Paint Nite.

Invites to go to Paint Nite continued to flow in and I continued to turn all of them down.  I could not escape my performance anxiety.  Failing is one thing, failing in front of a crowd where pictures are being taken..... not going to happen!!!

It seems that all I needed was repeated offers and continued encouragement to give it a try.  I found my chutzpah.  Around the same time Autism Ontario was hosting a Paint Nite fund raiser.  All the proceeds were going to support the local chapter.  I figured it did not matter what I ended up with.  It was for a good cause and I would walk out of there with something.    I registered and paid my fee.

Here is the painting that got me off my duff.
Paint Nite- Under the Red Tree
I figured even if my version it did not end up looking like this one.  I was guaranteed to have a canvas full of some of my favourite colours.  

The evening ended up being really fun.  I had cheerleader support in the form of Pam-  A Paint Nite expert.  I abstained from adult beverages as I wanted to have my wits about me to make sure I didn't miss any of the instructions.  2 hours later this was the end result:

My version-  Better than I feared, but room for improvement.
A painting monster has been born.  All I want to do is paint, paint, paint.  The only problem- no supplies.  A quick trip to Michael's today rectified that.  Whoo Hoo!!!!!!  Now to find some time to work on my new hobby.


My siblings are probably cringing.... starting a new hobby before finishing my other hobby projects.  What can I say, my Mom is my inspiration!!!!!!