I take classes from time to time. Usually things I don’t have enough room in my apartment for: pottery, sculpture, wood turning. But it’s almost always something that I can already sort of do. Something I know I’m already going to be at least competent at.
Well I’m taking a water color painting class at the Y right now, and it is kicking my butt. I can’t believe I thought this would be easy.
We’re painting nudes tonight, I’m still struggling with bowls of fruit.