There's something about watching someone paint that is a bit intoxicating. I, like loads of poor country kids who didn't have cable in the early 90's, grew up watching Bob Ross and thinking he was part magician. The fact that he could take a blank canvas and turn it into something beautiful never got old.
Which is why, when my friend Amber asked if I would paint at an outdoor event she was helping put together I said, "yes." Because who doesn't like being a magician for an evening?
The ladies at the Downtown Springdale Alliance were going for a romantic paris feel and I immediately knew that my large canvases and simple black and white acrylic style would be a perfect fit.
The week leading up to the event, I stressed about everything from getting my prints ready to sale at the event to what exactly my subject should be to what I would need to do in case of inclement weather to... you know... the important stuff- What I needed to wear.
But most of the stress was the existential maker sort: What if I couldn't find the painter / magician in me while in front of all those people? Could I really pull this off?
The day of the event, I gave myself plenty of time to get ready and set-up. The lack of the rush that accompanies my regular day was a nice reprieve and helped me get into a more relaxed state of mind.
So I started painting.
And people started watching.
And conversations started happening.
And I kept painting.
And it was great.
(Well - one less than great thing was that I finished much quicker than I had originally expected I would... but I made that work too.)
Overall, I was extremely happy with how everything turned out, with my favorite part being the story below.
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