
A funny thing happened on the way to the masters painting workshop. A reporter and photographer visited the studio I attended last week. They interviewed everyone and graciously took photos and made us feel really newsworthy. Lots of questions were asked like, “Why are you taking this workshop?” and “What do you hope to do with your newfound skills?”. I had to think about it for a moment. No, not the classic artist’s struggle for satisfaction or too good of an opportunity, though the latter had a ring of truth. I had to say something more substantial. I wanted to prove to myself if I dedicate the time I can create at a substantially better draftsmanship. You know, take my work to the next level. Of course, in our conversation, the reporter used my comment that I’ll hang the painting at home and I might just tell people it's my great-grandfather. I didn't think I would be a part of the story or that they'd use my photo so prominently (and got my good side, I might add). My dad saw the article a couple days later when it published. I don't think he was pleased with my comment about my great-grandfather.
I am working to add more pieces to my illustration portfolio, draw and paint more portraits, finish a few images for a gallery submission and become a master painter myself.