Family of colors.
I am a very slow painter. I started out with some crazy colors, random shades of yellow and red, before the teacher came over and told me to use a family of colors, different shades of one color.
So from this, I now progressed to this:
I'm pleased with how it's turning out. I hate the left hand (right, if you were the figure and not just looking at her) and the left breast is not quite right, either. It just needs a few finishing touches and then I can start working on something else - which I think I'll do in the meantime and then finish this in the class next week.
In other news, the girlfriend and I had tough weekend with a very tear-filled Sunday evening. Among other things, I got to hear probably one of the most painful things one can hear in a relationship, which left us both feeling completely helpless... But we're working on this and we're good for now and hopefully for times to come as well.
I also got to hear some things that I probably needed to hear. I spent a lot of time thinking in the past several days and came to some conclusions that will hopefully help me (and ideally us) live a more balanced, a more relaxed and happier life. I've decided that I want to try to talk to a psychologist, because I came to the realization that I am a bit lost in myself and don't always understand myself. I need to find myself, kind of, and learn how to deal with certain things (like that irrational, negative inner voice) - and since a colleague suggested a psychologist that her (gay) friend has been very happy with, I'm gonna give it a try. :)
Oh and - first anniversary coming up this Friday. :)
So from this, I now progressed to this:
I'm pleased with how it's turning out. I hate the left hand (right, if you were the figure and not just looking at her) and the left breast is not quite right, either. It just needs a few finishing touches and then I can start working on something else - which I think I'll do in the meantime and then finish this in the class next week.
In other news, the girlfriend and I had tough weekend with a very tear-filled Sunday evening. Among other things, I got to hear probably one of the most painful things one can hear in a relationship, which left us both feeling completely helpless... But we're working on this and we're good for now and hopefully for times to come as well.
I also got to hear some things that I probably needed to hear. I spent a lot of time thinking in the past several days and came to some conclusions that will hopefully help me (and ideally us) live a more balanced, a more relaxed and happier life. I've decided that I want to try to talk to a psychologist, because I came to the realization that I am a bit lost in myself and don't always understand myself. I need to find myself, kind of, and learn how to deal with certain things (like that irrational, negative inner voice) - and since a colleague suggested a psychologist that her (gay) friend has been very happy with, I'm gonna give it a try. :)
Oh and - first anniversary coming up this Friday. :)