If my math is correct, I should be on Day 150 right now. :( I will keep posting until I get back on track again. I apologize for taking such a long break.
Last night I went to a painting party. I am not a very good artist, and I have never painted with real paints on a canvas before. Even though I was apprehensive about going, I went so my sister wouldn't be alone. Surprisingly, I had a nice time, and my picture did not turn out as bad as I thought it would be. That doesn't mean it wasn't perfect though. I could have spent all night with that paint, trying to fix my mistakes I had made or struggling to make it look closer to my initial intentions for it. As it was, I probably spent an extra twenty minutes longer than I had to with "finishing touches." It was an endless cycle though. No sooner had I tried to fix one mistake then three more had appeared. I kept trying to fix them until I willed myself to stop and let it go. I thought I was satisfied with it, but when I brought it home, I still wasn't happy. I wished I could go back and fix it or had the opportunity to do it over again. But there came a point where I had to accept that I could no longer change what I had done. I had to take a deep breath, accept my mistakes, and be happy with what I had accomplished. It was a learning experience, and hopefully I can apply what I learned into the next painting that I do.
Drawing and painting can be really frustrating sometimes. I'd know. xD But it can also be fun if you accept that you're going to make mistakes. :)
ReplyDeleteYou're right. I felt more accepting when I realized I couldn't be a perfect artist. It was silly to think I could be on the first try.
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