annanotbob's Diaryland Diary
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Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Did you know that it's easier to take a photo of sunflowers than it is to paint them? I was surprised too - I thought I'd just chuck a bit of cadmium yellow about the place and people could form an orderly queue with their chequebooks at the ready. You'd have thought so, wouldn't you?
Instead I cleared a space, gathered everything I needed, fiddled about with how the flowers were rammed arranged in the jar vase, then had to go and walk about a bit outside, taking photos of statues and leaves:
till in the end I had to give myself a stern talking to. I had a spliff and put on some cool music:
and told myself I had until the album finished to paint the fucking sunflowers.
I'm not so much happy with what I did as I am happy that I did it at all. I have it on great authority that art heals everything, and do you know, I think it does.
I managed to get to a point where I knew that all I could think of doing to the picture was making it worse within about fifteen minutes, so I hacked that page out of my sketchbook and had another go:
I've signed up for the art course and I really want to learn more about how to paint. I used to love it when Gail (art teacher at school who let me join year 8 lessons) would wander past and say, 'You could try...' Always really helpful little tips, which I have mostly forgotten but could do with having again. I said to Sara that I don't even know how to apply the paint to the paper and she just shrugged, said, 'However you like,' and walked out of the room. No help there, then. Did I mention that she got a distinction for her course? She did, and was amazed and thrilled. In that order.
I've also been playing with the giraffe stirrers we got in our drinks at the restaurant of that name:
Grateful for: good advice; calming down; feeling much better physically as well, though when I went to the shop I had to have a lie down afterwards; getting the hang of the time lapse and slightly dual-stranded nature of chatting online - woo hoo, technonotbob; Ren's got a job for the rest of the summer, working on the bins (refuse collectors?) saying NOTHING about being a student.
Sweet dreams xxx
|1:06 a.m. - 28/07/2009
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