My sister-in-law sent me an image on Pinterest the other day.
I was enchanted by it, and saved it right away.
[She knows a good thing when she sees it!]
It is a painting by a French artist whose name is Clementine.
Here's a link:
https://blule.fr
Today I sat down and tried not to think too much about what I was attempting to do... so I wouldn't freak myself out. I freak out easily sometimes. You know... you freeze up and crash and burn, like under pressure. Say like the Olympics.
This wasn't the Olympics however. I was just going to do a little watercoloring on a Tuesday afternoon in July.
Right?
What's the problem?
What could go wrong?
Turns out, not a damn thing.... :-)
So far I don't have the guts to put the splashes of paint on my copy of her art. I couldn't take it if I ruined my little kitty with my vast and comprehensive supply of ineptitude.
It will remain splashless for now.
I don't want to press my luck.
Some days even a Dillweed gets to be a golden child.
Today was my day.
So far I don't have the guts to put the splashes of paint on my copy of her art. I couldn't take it if I ruined my little kitty with my vast and comprehensive supply of ineptitude.
It will remain splashless for now.
I don't want to press my luck.
Some days even a Dillweed gets to be a golden child.
Today was my day.