It’s times like these that I hate writing this blog. I know I didn’t update on Monday, and it’s not like I didn’t have “something” to put up. I just didn’t have something to put up that I was “proud” of in any sense. See, I’ve never been a very strong painter – actually, I’ve never felt really strong in any “color” medium. I always feel a bit overwhelmed and just haven’t figured out a solid system for coping. With those nupastel things I just sort of threw color at the paper and prayed something would come out of it – and the truth is that I never was really satisfied with the results. I’ve been trying the same approach with oil, but to no real luck. So, now I’m in a class where everyone else seems to have a handle on the medium, and here I am, the straggler at the rear of the pack, and, because the class is so short (10 weeks to the regular 15), I can’t seem to find my footing. Needless to say, it makes me a little depressed and self-conscious – which only exasperates all the other areas in my life that make me depressed and self-conscious. So, basically, I’ve been in a pretty bummed out mood lately.
Anyways, here’s something I did in that class a few days ago. It’s not particularly good and I’m not particularly happy with it, but whatever.
