I took my first painting class last night.
I suck.
The teacher said something about everyone else's painting but mine.
But I didn't care. The whole experience was thrilling. It was the absolute cliche I always imagined: easels forming a circle around a table with an arty still-life arrangement, teacher strolling around the class commenting on students art (well, most students...) brushes, paint, pallettes -- all I needed was a beret and a skylight and my fantasy would be complete.
The painting I made last night was, well, er...too....crap to post here. But stay tuned for future artistic genius. Insh'Allah...
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The teacher was just jealous. I'm sure it's a brilliant painting.
You know...I think you might be onto something...I didnt see it before but of course, it's so clear now! :-) thanks for the moral support.
Ps - I think there is a good chance my painting really does suck...
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