Painters Day Out

 My Mom's an artist you know. Those of us who worked for her, painting for the slate business... we call ourselves "The Painters". Really snazzy. So yesterday a small portion of "the painters" got together for a full day of painting our own stuff. Oil paints are so messy. Oh man, when toddlers get into oil paints it is just a nightmare. It stains clothing and, it is just really bad. You kind of block it from your memory. So, no children, just adults and paint yesterday. Therapeutic.
A few weeks ago the painters were out for lunch, that is when we planned our painting day. Almost immediate were the groans, "What am I going to paint?" For me it can be a painful process... deciding what to paint, then there is the actual painting part.... I get nervous... like I feel shaky before I begin. Take a few deep breaths  and then dive in. And it was hard! You have to decide when the painting is done. The critics might disagree with you. Then when you hang the painting on your wall, it's like your heart is on your sleeve. It's hard to take criticism when you as the artist actually get the final say. What I am trying to say is that for me it feels very personal.

Angie is working on a... coffee something painting.

 

 

 

 My best friend the artist. I try to not be jealous. The talent level here is ridiculous. Her work takes my breath away. 

 Mom was doing an indigo bunting. 

 Heather painted some ABC paintings. 

So we all had a good day. We laughed. We watched you tube clips about art. 

We listened to A Pep Talk from Kid President.  

Soup and salad for lunch. Bread, brownies. Lots of coffee. 

 Mia was at the eye doctor the other night. She needs new lenses like more than once a year.

 My Mom did this display in her living room. Very cute. She painted on canvas that you can stick on your wall.  Then she cut it out. Fun.