By the time it was light out, I was almost late. I pulled on my sweater and boots and coat and hat and mittens and started walking down to town, feeling very pleased with my winter gear and thinking I probably looked just like a local resident. While I was huffing up at the sky, trying to see my own breath, a man jogged by in little running shorts and a long-sleeved tee. He waved and smirked, amateur. Whatever. I am not that devoted to blending in.
The workshop was beautiful. We drank coffee and watched Elizabeth Zanzinger demonstrate her methods throughout the morning, then drew numbers for our easel positions and spent the afternoon trying to do the same. My initial sketch was okay. And then I ruined it. Pretty badly. But the good news is that I didn’t paint appreciably worse than everyone else.
To console ourselves, we mobbed down to the seafood joint and drank beer and ate clams and laughed like fools. I have made a deal with myself to only buy one meal a day, so that meal can be fucking phenomenal. This is a good arrangement. The food is worth remembering for the rest of your life, and you’re hungry enough to eat all of it without a scrap of guilt. I mopped up sauce with table bread and I ATE IT.
Tomorrow we will have more work time, since today was mostly demo, so we will have many more hours to make our shitty paintings. I’m ready.
It was an amazing day with amazing people. I don’t know how I’m going to get back on a plane and leave this place.
The workshop was beautiful. We drank coffee and watched Elizabeth Zanzinger demonstrate her methods throughout the morning, then drew numbers for our easel positions and spent the afternoon trying to do the same. My initial sketch was okay. And then I ruined it. Pretty badly. But the good news is that I didn’t paint appreciably worse than everyone else.
To console ourselves, we mobbed down to the seafood joint and drank beer and ate clams and laughed like fools. I have made a deal with myself to only buy one meal a day, so that meal can be fucking phenomenal. This is a good arrangement. The food is worth remembering for the rest of your life, and you’re hungry enough to eat all of it without a scrap of guilt. I mopped up sauce with table bread and I ATE IT.
Tomorrow we will have more work time, since today was mostly demo, so we will have many more hours to make our shitty paintings. I’m ready.
It was an amazing day with amazing people. I don’t know how I’m going to get back on a plane and leave this place.
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