I'm taking a painting class, and at last night's meeting the director stopped in to say hello. When he came past my easel, the teacher introduced us; "This is Elizabeth," she said, "tonight we're making her paint realistically. That's why she has the tiny canvas.""I've tried really hard the other times," I said, "but I only get so far before something else takes over. It's like I'm possessed."
"It's like something out of Dr. Strangelove," my teacher concurred.
And even within the simple confines of a 4x4 frame, and the simple subject of a single flower, that Dr. Strangelove tendency did indeed try to take over, right after I got frustrated after my failure to depict a certain shadow realistically. But with the help of my teacher, we tempered it, and I was rather proud of the result as shown above!
Then, in what felt like dessert, I embarked on a subject that will probably be totally beyond my scope as a childishly abstract and messy painter, but is exciting as a drawing nonetheless: a sort of jester queen inspired by an image in the book "A Journey of the Imagination" by James Christensen. Who is awesome. Hooray!
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