In The Beginning
I wanted to paint.
I wanted to paint a lot.
Only one problem.
I didn't know how to paint.
But I never let a little thing like not knowing how to do something stop me from doing something.
I taught myself how to sew.
I taught my self how to crochet.
I taught myself how to cook.
I taught myself calligraphy.
I didn't know a lick about photography.
I didn't know how to be a reporter.
I taught myself how to make soap.
In fact, I've taught myself all sorts of things, from books.
Well I really wanted it so I jumped in.
This painting is one of my first painting I ever painted.
Before a lesson, a you tube video was watched, before almost everything.
I can't believe I'm showing you this.
Looks like a tornado forming.
I show you this because I got the painting back from my daughter with the intention of re-painting it.
And today I did re-paint it.
In fact, this may be one of my favorite skies.
I love all the color in it.
The grasses look much better and the water in the background looks much better.
OK, so I guess it was worth showing you the bitter to get to the better.
Check back in a year or two, I'll probably paint it again.