Every single thing about this class is too hard for me. I choose terrible places to set up my easel and end up with a hinky perspective. I'm paranoid about my non-existent drawing skills and spend way too long trying to get a shape right before starting to paint, and then end up with a flat texture-less picture. I have no sense of placement or composition. I can't see colors as they actually are, I invent impossible geometry, and I have trouble with spotting highlights. It's like every instinct I have deserts me when I get in there. In spite of all this - actually, probably because of it - I'm really enjoying it. Leslie said it best - it's a three hour problem that's none of my usual problems. It's completely absorbing. There's no time or room to think about anything except what I'm doing. So I'm having a really good time with new words, techniques and ways to think about things. While I'm not going to be any better at painting after the class is over, I'll have learned a lot and enjoyed five weeks of time well spent outside my comfort zone.
Plus, I have paint on my gray Converse slip-ons. Total street cred.
