Thursday, May 6, 2010

Doctor, Doctor


For all the "clueless" painters of peonies, they die fast.  A student brought me some yesterday afternoon, this morning when I came in they had "wilted" some.  In this morning's class, I painted along.  I had just scrubbed in the flowers when a student pointed out how they were dying in front of us.  So how do you demo peonies (I've never painted them before) while with each breath they rapidly lose their original shape... whatever that was.  All I can say is that a emergency "boob" job is needed on these poor flowers and a doctor is needed for my painting.   As least my students can now believe that I can mess up and mess up huge!  I might need to rethink describing myself as a still life painter.  I'm just saying...........!
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