Last night the women in my church group got together to try something new. A teacher came and taught them how to paint a tree with cherry blossoms. This project would have been too easy foe, and in the spirit of stretching and getting out of our comfort zones, I thought I'd try something new, for myself.
I've never painted in the impressionistic style. My art teachers have always told me that I work too tightly, and that I need to loosen up. This project made me feel anxious. I had to walk away from it 3 times to calm my heart.
Today, when I picked it up again, I felt anxious again. The colors I'd mixed last night were different. The lighting was different. But, I kept at it. I put it down twice and walked away from it, and finally finished after picking up the kids from school.
The models are my two daughters, 21 months apart, they've been raised like twins. They share everything, and can't imagine being apart for any length of time. I wanted to capture their love for one another, and didn't care too much about the likeness, since they are growing up so fast. But, I managed to get their likenesses as well. Something I didn't think was possible when working so loosely.