Showing posts with label try something new and I will too. Show all posts
Showing posts with label try something new and I will too. Show all posts

Friday, January 29, 2010

Have you ever attempted to paint in oils?

The reason I am asking is because I think that many have tried, but how many have actually succeeded?
What I am speaking about is gallery showing quality. Where a stranger of “the arts” ability noticed how terrific your interpretation of the light or shadows or object of art is.

Nah, neither have I, but the story that I am reading has a bit to do with that.
The artist, who doesn’t realize that he has talent, is deluged with accolades from new friends and his old family and the art world at large.
I will only allow another snippet from the novel, since I don’t want to ruin it for any who may have not yet read it.

I sort of lied before about not trying to paint in oils since I really had tried during my teen years, and without any classes or anything. I got an easel, and paints from who or where I don’t recall, and I began trying to accomplish what others study years to do, and I chose not a still life of fruit or flowers but what many considered the extremely most difficult thing to paint, a human hand, just a hand, my own darn hand, please don’t laugh.

Yes, if you recall I did say I was in my teens at that time, and challenges were exciting and meant to be tried with gusto.
Not like today when we as the older we get we just find ourselves trying a new way to do things that we once took for granted that now they can be confrontational in our daily grind, and we want to continue on this life’s journey for as long as we so choose. In those younger days I would like to think that I was fearless in trying new and different things, legal things, that is, for I was a good girl. LOL, yes I was!

I was quite fortunate in my growing up years that Mom and Dad encouraged that trying everything behavior and I did take advantage of it by taking all types of classes such as dance at the age four to my teens, and voice lessons, tennis anyone, figure skating, piano and clarinet, skiing, water skiing, and on and on. And so when our sons were small we did the same with them, and it is nice to know that trying is just that to see if you have an aptitude for it or enjoy it and want to continue.

Getting back to my artist rendition of my hand that was my downfall I set my sights perhaps way too high for a first timer and so I also set myself up to fail. And I painted over the canvas that displayed my right hand never ever to be seen by anyone, and so I shut my own door into any possibilities of learning more of if it was any good or just crap as I believe to this day. But that is not to say I don’t appreciate art, because I do, and even studied history of art in college, and did quite well.
That’s the way it goes in some cases you know, some love to create and some love to look, and I suppose I am the latter. But without the lookers the creators would of course have no one to show them to!


On that pondering of a very slight epiphany we will wish you all a good night and advise you to count those blessings and we will too!

Sunday, March 29, 2009

The rain finally came and our barrel is full once again

Consequentially it was a perfect day for a good movie, and some laundry with a prediction of a 70% chance of rain that turned out this time to be right on target!
Our rain barrel is over full.
Calming and relaxing was the order of the day.
Who can complain?
We watched a film that we had been looking forward to, High School Musical 3.
I must admit that is was lively and musical and had a plot and everything, but for some reason I suppose this format was getting a little too cutesy for my liking, but I endured it to the ending, which was predictable.
No challenge here, but fairly entertaining in a usual Disney way.
Sorry, it could be me.
Sometimes the hype outdoes the actual film.
We all know that.
Any-who, I rationally wouldn’t have been able to compare it to its previous sequels, 1 and 2, so perhaps I was none too harsh when my opinions might be thrown into a mix with the actual teeny boppers who might find it, ‘sick’.

Moving on… tonight will be a usual TV night with the show that my husband calls tear ‘em down and replace them, extreme makeover house show. He and I both are happy that they now salvage some of the homes not so bad parts to recycle or to pass on to Habit for Humanity and that they try to build green these days. Too bad they couldn’t be repaired; some to us didn’t look that bad.
But for a while there it appeared that no home had any value what-so-ever and it was destroyed and a new one would be put in its place.
Usually one so enormous that even without a mortgage I would wonder how these folks would be able to pay the taxes or utility bills?
According to recent info many couldn’t and some are even in foreclosure that I suppose has some kind of mortgage or refinanced to meet the other bills, sad.
Any way they are not unlike many Americans today.
It does do a heart good to see when handicapped people are given easy access, medical bills paid off and children are given scholarships, who could really complain about that, they are all worthy recipients.
Sears and ABC should be given wonderful kudos on such a worthwhile program, which has greater significance in these hard times, and let me not forget all those volunteers who help too, even those builders who do this all out of the goodness of their hearts and some free advertising, oops sorry!

Sadly, our rain came too late to help those several acre forest fires that we had yesterday, the local one was 188 acres and took two homes, and the other south of here was over 300 acres with fortunately no damage to structures, neither harmed any people or pets.

We are eating after I write tonight the opposite of our usual so I will be closing now since the main course is nearly done and I must finish the asparagus to go with the chicken and sweet potatoes of our grill, and yes it has stopped raining, although our grill is protected under our patio cover on our patio so rain never stops us if we care to grill.

So good night to all and to all count those blessings and I will too!

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