i got smart this week and ate most of my sandwich before class.
last week i waited, and then we didn’t break until 8:30. i was worried i was going to have to start nibbling on my water-color crayons.
it was a good class this week. we got to pull out our paints and work on a color wheel.
although i was excited about painting, i was a little nervous. i wouldn’t really call myself a painter, and it has probably been 12-13 years since my last color theory instruction! fortunately this wheel wasn’t too intimidating, and i had a good time playing with all the lush colors.
next time we start drawing and begin planning our big painting. i felt myself getting highly resistant to the talk of color theory and using a limited palette. i am not sure why the idea of using only three analogous colors and a compliment bothers me, but it does.
we shall see if i behave or not. heh heh heh.
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our resistance to some things in art tells us a lot about ourselves. i remember when i was doing the art therapy course and we were told to paint with a fine brush. that made me so frustrated i thought i was going to explode. strong feelings arise with seemingly small tasks and it makes you wonder.
i like how you made sure the frog (sitting in the fountain) got in again this week.