i finished, but if i had the time & energy & extra paper–i would re-do it. i messed up a bunch of stuff, even photographing it for this post did not go smoothly.
i feel “meh.”
i have my critique today. hopefully it will go okay. there are some very talented very stunning watercolor artists in my class. i can’t help but compare my limited capabilities to their impressive ones. then i have to remind myself of my strengths. wait…i will think of one…later maybe.
this whole project has left me missing moses jones. missing black & white. missing my ink. watercolors are cool. i love the way they flaw and leave their mark, but my heart is in ink. if i do continue this series, i will do so in ink.
maybe a watercolor every once in awhile.
i finished the last character profile painting last night at one in the morning as my ex-husband held our wide-awake baby and glowered at me. that was simon starbuckle’s painting–perhaps my favorite & the one i am most happy with. maybe i should have my ex glare at me while holding the baby for all my work. ha!
i finished. despite depression. despite thoughts of–why don’t i just drop out of school? despite feeling like i’m a fraud to call myself an artist. despite four kids and an ex plotting against my project. i finished the four character profiles. now i have one more of the big paintings to finish before my critique tomorrow at 1:20. will it happen? stay tuned. meanwhile i have to give a presentation today in another class. meanwhile i have the toddler hitting the baby. the cat attacking the nine year old. and the six year old screaming at me that i hate him. dishes to do. dinners to cook. toilets to clean. diapers to wash….
my watercolor professor says i need the fabled “room of my own.” yes, that, perhaps, and a visit from mary fucking poppins.