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I did the warm-up exercise last night, and started (did most of) the main exercise... sort of. I decided I really like painting on the gesso-ed cardboard scraps from the fat quarters, and I have 110 of them (aaaaaand can always get more...).
But I tried the main exercise just like she said, okay, not really, only sort of, and it was a mess. Don't believe me?
( Click here for the horror! )
It's supposed to be our Fairy Art Mother, and, yes, it's supposed to be all mottled and splotchy. And she's supposed to be saying nice things to us about our art. But I hated it so much (almost as much as Kif and Amy's love child... we'll get to that failure later) that I did another one, this time on the little cardboard, completely ignoring the entire lesson except the concept of a fairy art mother...
Not great, and I so wanted to sub-caption her "except that last one, which was truly shit", but she'll do.
But I tried the main exercise just like she said, okay, not really, only sort of, and it was a mess. Don't believe me?
( Click here for the horror! )
It's supposed to be our Fairy Art Mother, and, yes, it's supposed to be all mottled and splotchy. And she's supposed to be saying nice things to us about our art. But I hated it so much (almost as much as Kif and Amy's love child... we'll get to that failure later) that I did another one, this time on the little cardboard, completely ignoring the entire lesson except the concept of a fairy art mother...
Not great, and I so wanted to sub-caption her "except that last one, which was truly shit", but she'll do.
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