I have so many blogs running around in my head, and tons of emotions that need to be written about, but my birthday has been never ending around here. And for now, first things first!
My sisters started it off early with my surprise party (which has pictures up and ready to be viewed on Emilee's blog). I got presents in the mail from Andy and Lara. All week long I kept allowing myself pretty much whatever I wanted to eat, "since it is my birthday". On the day of my birthday I went shopping with mom and she bought me some new clothes. Then, yesterday I got a haircut (which he then styled) and a night out with the girls. Whew, I am worn out!
I mention the haircut because if you are not paying attention, you may not recognize me in these pictures. I look really different with straight hair!
Back to the story. Last night my friends Carrie, Chris, Laura and my sister Emilee and I all went to Sips N Strokes in Marietta and painted a picture. It was very much a study in personality types. The psych major in me was fascinated. (note: You didn't count the names wrong. We originally had six coming, but one had to cancel... that is why it says 6 seats reserved.)
The painter in me was not very successful, but I refuse to let that get me down!
First, a picture of what we were looking at as our inspiration. It is called "Funky Vase".
We started with a blank canvas, of course.
Then covered it with a watered down series of colors. The instructor walked around giving hints while we painted and pointed out that the "type A" personalities in the room needed to chill out with the straight lines. I tried really hard to get rid of the straight lines after that.... but I will never overcome my "type A" personality.
It was a step by step process, adding the black swirls, then color, then white to make it "pop". Carrie spent a good amount of time laughing after she overheard me counting, to make sure I had the same amount of each color, evenly distributed across the canvas. I think that "funky vase" may have been too far reaching of a goal for me to obtain. Perhaps "evenly spaced swirls of matching colors" would have been a better title for me? I TRIED!
Emilee kept mixing up the most beautiful colors. (look at her work area) I was across the table from her, so I could reach across and swipe them quite easily!
There were 50 people there last night. I think this picture tells a lot about both Emilee and I. Look at the table behind us. Completely empty and cleared off. We were the LAST two people still working on our paintings. There is a reason they call me Bob Jr. I move slowly. I don't know what her excuse is!
Here we are with our finished paintings. Aren't they all beautiful, and all so very individual?