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A second art

November 17, 2017

Earlier this year I started messing around with acrylic paints.  My late sister was a painter, but I have always said I had no visual talent.  I can hardly draw a stick figure.  

 

 

Still. I like painting because I am such a beginner that when things don’t turn out I feel neither failure nor shame. 

 

 

With writing, it’s too easy to slip into “I didn’t do good work today and therefore I am a bad writer and possibly a bad person.” (Repeat after me kids: you are not your work.) With paints, I never feel tempted to say “I cannot create a sense of foreground and background and therefore I am unworthy of love.” It’s just practice, and process, and fun. 

 

 

Maybe I could learn something from painter self?  

 

 

 

This was done after a photograph by my friend, the artist Nancy Forde, who gave me kind permission to copy.  Check out her work!  

 

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