Each Monday night in the month of October, I’ve been diving into a new side of my creativity at an acrylic painting class. My friend, Alison, suggested I join her, and I signed up on a whim. I felt a little over my head when I received the materials list: specific paint colors, multiple brushes, a canvas pad, a palette, paper towels, a spray bottle, an apron. I’m a straight-up beginner, and I felt intimidated, but I figured I had nothing to lose– and a potential new hobby to gain!
Alison lives down the street, so we took turns driving and always made time for a glass of wine and an appetizer before the class. You know, to get the creative juices flowing. Catching up over a snack and a drink before the classes made Monday nights special. Afterward, we’d head over to the Kimball Art Center to join four or five other artist wannabes and Joy, our instructor. The art center itself is inspiring, even from the outside: I’m a sucker for a funky wall mural.
Thankfully, Alison gave me the lowdown about how to set up our easel stations. For each class, Joy provided a color photo of the painting we would be working on and a sheet of paper with that day’s palette and color mixtures. I set up a water cup to clean my brushes in front of the tackle box I used to carry my supplies. I nervously squeezed out the day’s paint colors onto a piece of palette paper, my eyes darting around the room to see what other people were doing. Some people stood at their easels; I felt more comfortable sitting in a chair. A soothing Pandora station played in the background.
Our first piece was a challenging snowy scene with haphazard trees and a sunlit river. Joy started with a blank canvas, too, and showed us step by step how to approach the painting, explaining techniques as she went along. She walked us through paint-mixing to achieve the correct colors and described which brushes she used and why. I found it very interesting that the place you start a painting might look absolutely nothing like where you want to end up. For example, this snowy scene began as a mostly yellow and darkish blue mess. As we added in more layers, more color, more detail, the painting started to take shape and– gasp- look a little bit like the example photo! I enjoyed the evening so much that I was shocked when two and a half hours had passed. I spent the whole week looking forward to the next class!
Most of my fellow classmates had a hard time with the first painting; even the more experienced artists weren’t fans of the piece. We didn’t send too much time on the details, so I’ll have to work on it another time. We moved on quickly to a golden aspen scene that might as well have been a snippet from one of my Park City hikes. Maybe I felt more inspired by the subject or maybe I felt more comfortable at my easel, but the painting flowed more easily. It was eye-opening to stand up and wander around the classroom; each person’s piece was entirely different from the next person’s. None looked exactly like Joy’s or the sample photo. Some self-imposed pressure was off realizing that, like any form of art, it’s about perspective.
Our third project was a painting of a bear. Because there are few definitive lines in the painting (he’s kind of splotchy!), the approach was different than the other pieces. We worked in a grid, focusing on which colors were prevalent in each square. Again, we started with dark colors and an image that looked like a random blob; as we slowly added layers of lighter color, something bear-ish emerged in the painting. By the time class ended, my bear didn’t look too far off from where Joy had landed. We saved the highlights, coloring, and background for the next class.
Unfortunately, we’ll be out of town next Monday and I’ll be missing the last class (sniff). Joy has promised to email me step-by-step instructions (with photos of her work) to help me finish my bear masterpiece. In the excitement after the first class, I’d purchased a table-top easel to have at home. I already have all of the supplies to continue this new journey.
It’s a good friend that pushes you out of your comfort zone, and Alison did that for me. While I’m constantly tapping into the creative side of my brain as a writer, painting is something new and exciting that awakens a different imaginative part of my personality that I didn’t know existed. Whether my pieces get tacked up in our garage or I’m the next Picasso doesn’t really matter- I found a new source of joy in my life. I’m already looking at a pottery class at the Art Center for later this year!
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I’m so glad you’re painting, Amber! I took one of those drink-and-paint classes earlier this year (and wrote about it — http://www.definingwonderland.com/2014/06/30/painted-to-perfection/) and I had such an amazing time, I’ve been back two more times with plans to go again next month. And my mom without a self-proclaimed artistic bone in her body, is now in the process of opening up one of these franchises because she loved her experiences there and figures “if [she] can do it, anyone can.” It’s such an awesome way to open up your creativity. Happy painting!
Your art studio looks FUN with all of that wine! We do have something similar in town called Paint Mixers that I’d like to try. This was a four-class course. I am hoping Joy does another one sometime soon. Such fun.
So good to keep growing in different directions – no matter what the program, and your work is pretty impressive. Happy for you.
Well, thanks! I think it’s hard to see what’s going on with your own piece sometimes. It’s good to have another perspective!
Love this! I have always wanted to take a painting class… You may have just given me the incentive to finally take that step. 🙂
Do it! I know nothing about painting and really thought it was fun. You really have nothing to lose!
Those look great Amber! Looking forward to more art works from you! 🙂 You have a real talent there.
I would really love to finish that bear and see how he turns out. Thanks, LynAn!
I know you said it doesn’t matter, but I’m pretty sure you are the next Picasso 😉 I loved this! How fun and inspiring–and perhaps a new way to pass the long winter months!?
Haha, if Picasso likes a LOT of paint in big splotches, then I could be on the right path…! Yes, this winter will be a good time to dive deeper into this little hobby. I just need to find a place to set up my easel. The fancy dining room is probably not the spot…
Love it! I don’t call that stepping out of the comfort zone, I call that LIVING. Never be afraid to try new things. It might turn out you’re good at it (from the looks of this post, you are). Let it flow. 😀