So while talking to my mom on the phone in Target about my upcoming internship and how excited I am, she starts busting up laughing. Mom, what are you doing? In between laughing she tells me she’s reading my blog about my first day of painting. I tell her oh, yeah what I painted is horrible and she blurts out, “There’s pictures?!?” So we start talking about my day some more and then she starts to crack up again and says, “I figured out how to get the pictures to load…”
I love my mom, she’s such a dork. Now I’m okay with my mom laughing at my failure because the only thing funnier than me trying to paint with Bob Ross is maybe my mom trying to paint with Bob Ross. I get my excellent hand eye coordination from her.
So afterward I call up my big sis and I tell her how mom thought the paintings were hilarious. My sister being the big sweetheart that she is pulls up my blog and tries to find the good in my paintings. Like that the big triangular thing is definitely a mountain. I love her, but she’s very very wrong about my artistic ability, which I proved today.
So today I managed to kill some happy trees, and make a horrible bush that looks more like the back end of a very fluffy dinosaur if you squint really good.
Okay first off I may have to take longer breaks between painting because this paint takes forever to dry and if I power through like Bob is, my paint just all blends together on the campus into a sort of gray blob.
We started with a bar of land which isn’t quite as distinct as Bob’s but it’s kind of hard to mess up a green horizontal line. He then had me highlight it with yellow which on his painting looks like leaves from far away and mine looks like yellow paint. He then had me pull out the knife and make a back and forth cutting motion with short edge or top of the knife. Okay so for Bob this produced a very nice straight white line which when he went back over it blended and looked like the reflection of the land into the water. For me none of the paint came off the knife. He had me do that same thing where I take the knife and cut the paint so it puts it on the flat end but no paint on the sharp end. So I just jammed the sharp end into the paint and I got a big smeared mess but at least this time there was paint on the canvas.
And then the happy trees and his friends started. I love watching him make these because I loved the idea as a kid that trees could be happy and that they weren’t lonely but got to hang out with their posse. Well my trees ride the short bus to school. I was supposed to take my brush and push up on the corner zigzagging down the trees. The bristles of the brush were too coarse and if I pushed hard enough to get them to bend then it make thick smushes of paint rather than fine green branches hanging off the sides.
So then he says let’s make a bush, and he keeps talking about how we’re going to have to make some decisions now and I wait to here what the options are and nothing happens. Alright Bob I guess you psychically knew I shouldn’t be trusted to make my own decision and took back that offer…
So he starts making the bush and it involves the #1 brush, some green and black paint and more smushing and that’s how the fluffly dinosaur if you squint just right was born. So now looking at my painting I see where the decision was and why he took it back. He meant we’d have to decide where to place the bush so that the trees in the background weren’t levitating but once he realized that way he had placed his bush would blend nicely into the trees he took back his question. However, my trees were placed awkwardly and are made more awkward by their strange ability to float in the air.
Finally, we start to highlight the trees. Bob uses a different technique to highlight his trees with his brush which involves lightly smudging with the very tip of the fan brush alone the branches. A few of my branches actually look like branches except some of those are too long for the tree because the fan brush was too wide.
Now highlighting the bush was a whole other ball park. It looks like my dinosaur has a weird growth all over him. Just look at the picture. It’s self explanatory.
And the last thing we did was blend the bottom of the bush into the water to create a reflection. This is where I decided I need to stop and let the paint dry in between steps. When I tried to blend I found I had too much paint and it didn’t blend so much as just smear paint around. Also, the # 2 brush I’m supposed to blend with is again too stiff and too thick to blend properly.