Growing up, I was into arts and crafts, mainly cross-stitch. I finally took an art class my sophomore year of high school, just drawing. I really enjoyed it and got decent, but like all things, if you don't it, you lose it.
Long before meeting my mom and I, my dad was a painter. Our home and the homes of my dad's siblings feature his paintings. He mainly did landscapes. He sold them for years. As long as I've known him, he hasn't painted.
Since finishing my MBA in May, I've finally had time to think about what I want to do. For some reason, I've been feeling artsy. I started with making wood block signs and then hand lettering. I asked my dad about painting and if he'd teach me to paint. For Christmas, dad got me painting supplies: a table top easel, a canvas, practice paper, brushes, paint thinner, a sample of oil paint colors, and palette paper.
Supplies:
Over Christmas break, I was able to start painting. I used the book in the last photo and painted one of the paintings featured it in. My first painting took a solid SIX hours. I let it dry for a week or two and then I touched it up for another hour or so.
Here's the finished product:
I'm super proud of my very first painting ever. It can only get better from here. :)
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