Arteeste in training

First Art "class" today. I put that in quotes because frankly, it really is just a 2 hour window for you to have a place to go and paint. The instructor doesn't stand and talk to you or show you stuff, he circulates and you can ask him questions. I learned more from a couple of people sitting near me than i did from him. So far anyway. I did a drawing, he sketched a bit of an outline on the canvas and i went from there. I got most of it done but i need to do more to it before it's viewable. I like parts of it but other parts are horrible. It needs to dry and then next week i'll talk to him about what i need it to look like and see what he suggests. A couple of the class members are return members. So i guess they've learned something along the way. I need to get a palette knife and some charcoal because they weren't on the list of things to get.

And i made a mess of myself lol I must get an old tshirt or blouse to wear. Coming home was a pain in the ass too. Had to walk down to Tim Horton's on Portland Street, had a hot chocolate and waited for the bus for 20 minutes. It's -35 remember. argh! And since the canvas was still wet, i had to hold it by the edge on the bus too and got some paint on my coat. Mom offered Dad's chauffeur services on Sundays to pick me up if they aren't doing anything. That will be good for the winter at least.