I’ve picked up a paintbrush for the first time in 29 years. I can’t believe I’m doing it. As a crafty person, I am not surprised by the need to express myself; but I guess I never thought I’d start painting again.
I took art classes in high school and became pretty good at it at that time; but I left behind the paint and pencils long ago. It wasn’t until I took a few free classes at our local Michael’s that I’ve found my inspiration once again.
Last night, I created a “Red Riding Hood” painting that I must say impressed me.
Back in HS, I loved painting in both tempera and acrylic mediums. This painting is in acrylic and I’m relearning how to texturize, build and express myself through my work. I have a heavy hand and have to learn to use lighter strokes to not push the paint; but allow it to flow freely to make the painting come to life. I can’t force it, even though the control freak in me so wants to do just that. LOL!
I think Red is brave. I think she is going to a place that even though she wants to, is also a bit afraid to go; but she’s pushing herself to do it. There is so much that is unknown and she will conquer that fear.
I don’t know if I’m good. I don’t know if I’m not. What I do know is that I enjoyed the experience and I am pleased with the way it turned out. I’m ready for the next one. My art tends to be on the dark side sometimes; but I’m okay with that. Sometimes we have to use the darkness in order to find the light.
Irishgoddess 