So you know what that means?
Yep, I finished another painting/collage as a less expensive birthday gift.
(Except, they actually don't turn out to be less expensive. By the time I buy the canvas, specific colors the person requested and other doodads that go with the theme, it turns out to be roughly the same price as a nice gift. But, it's a heck of a lot more fun than just buying something! So, I'm sticking with it!!)
I think Liz liked it*. I didn't give it to her when all the other people gave their gifts because I was sitting at another table at the farthest point possible while still being considered a member of her party.
So, I didn't want to pass it across to the other table and then have everyone look at while I was a mile away and couldn't give my disclaimers.
You know: "It's just for fun." "It's not perfect." "I tried some new techniques that didn't really work." "I'm sorry it's crap."
So, I waited until the party** was about over and people were leaving and I could pull her to the side really quick and give it to her.
I know. I know. I should be more positive and confident in my art.
But, it's scary for me.
Scary in a good way because it means I'm stretching myself. But still. It makes me feel a little panicky inside. You know what I mean?
Well, blah blah blah, here are some pictures of it.
(I had a hard time with the glare and focus factor. Sorry.)
*Oh, and Liz, I forgot to mention that yours was the first piece I've done with a picture of one of my ancestors. I have no idea how I'm related because my great aunt didn't label the picture. So, I don't even know her name. I call her Molly.
**It was really a fab party at this Indian restaurant. And I had a fun time talking with my new bff's Joey and Emily. It was nice to get to meet new people! So, I'm not complaining about being at the other table of outer darkness, or as Joey coined it "the short bus." It fact, if I were Liz (and I am A Liz), I'd feel loved because so many people came they couldn't even fit at the main table.
P.S. Hannah, I've finished yours. I just need to find you!
P.P.S. or P.S.S. (which ever it is) If you left a comment on my other M.M.A. post indicating that you wanted one, I've written your name (and any colors, etc.) down, and will get to it as soon as I can. (Even if I we haven't met. Hi Annie of Blue Gables!)