I have working on two oil paintings for the last month and a half. I was told numerous times that oils took along time to dry, BUT they failed to say that added oil to the painting could take WEEKS, I mean SEVERAL WEEKS to dry. My oil paintings were NOT coming out the way I daydreamed that they would.
S.H. told me, "Throw them away." That was kinda scarey. After all I had worked on them every night for almost a month. Throw them away? My babies, my uglie babies would have to sit at the dump.
Before I knew it, I said the "P-word." I said, "I promise I will throw them away." I tried to stop myself from using that word, because I have promised myself if I promise, I have to follow through.
As I walked S.H. to her car, I carried my ugglie babies to the trash, and it happen to be trash day too. A thought crossed my mind, when S.H. leaves, I can grab them out, she would never know! But the P-word crossed my mind, and I was compelled to leave them in there new home. I have not attempted to paint again, but continue to study the process of oils.
The moral of this story? If you are being fustrated by something that isn't coming together. Throw it out! Free your mind, free the space, and start again. :)
1 comment:
I took an oil painting class in my youth and loved it. The class was only once a week. We all painted the same picture, so we could learn the techniques, and we left our work there to dry until we returned, so I guess the drying process never really effected me, because when I returned to class it was dry and ready for the next step.
I have often thought it would be fun to paint with oils again, but I think I would just take another class. I don't know if I would dare attempt it on my own.
Good Luck with you adventures.
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