Painted To Perfection

Sorry this is a day late, Wonderlings.  This post was supposed to publish yesterday, but silly me, I scheduled it for July 29 instead of June.  That’s what I get for trying to rush a post before a vacation.

I’ve never considered myself very artistic.  Sure, my grandmother used to teach me to paint sculptures and watercolors.  I learned lots of crafty things from her, but I could never come up with something on my own.  Navigate me through a project and I’ll get it; hand me a brush and an empty canvas and I’m completely lost.  I struggle with creating something from nothing and it’s hard to get my brain’s right hemisphere to work sometimes.

But I sure do love a challenge.

In my quest to check off another item on my 30-before-30 list, I signed up for a class at The Painted Cabernet, an art studio where people are guided through a painting while enjoying glasses of wine.  Several friends had tried it and had an awesome time, so I was glad to sign up for an evening to open up my creative side.  Unfortunately, I couldn’t find anyone to go with me.

I thought about skipping the Friday night class, but I really wanted to go.  So I went.

When I told folks I was going to attend the evening alone, I got looks of pity.  How on Earth could a single, 29-year-old woman do go out in public alone?  For shame!

Painted Cabernet

I got to the studio early and it’s a good thing because I was able to select the seat I wanted and set up my paints and brushes for the night’s fun.  I wandered around the studio and admired the other works that I could sign up for.  It was a very lovely work space with high ceilings and large windows letting natural light into the studio.  The bar was set up and I ordered my first glass of the night, eager to get started.

Artist's Area

A new canvas, clean brushes, paints, and wine. What more could an artist ask for?

The teaching artist introduced herself and explained what would happen.  She would give directions through each step of the painting and we would all end up with our own versions of the night’s work.  With little more than learning the names of the brushes, we were off, painting and drinking away.

It was all so easy.  The instructor clearly explained how to mix the colors we needed and the proper brush to use for the proper part of the portrait.  I felt like I knew what I was doing the entire time.  There were moments when I messed up and mixed a color too dark or painted further than where I was supposed to, but I didn’t let it derail me.  Happy, dance-able music filled the studio and I was having a blast.

But I might have been the only one.

All around me, people were stressing out about their paintings.  I can’t tell you how many times throughout the evening I heard, “Is this the right color?” or “Am I doing it right?” or “Mine doesn’t look like hers.”  I was astonished at how seriously people were taking creativity.  I was having a great time making the work my own and it seemed that everyone else was freaking out about getting it just right.

If there is one thing I have learned about art it is this: you can’t do it wrong.

Pretty damn proud of myself!

Pretty damn proud of myself!

Yes, no two paintings in the room looked the same, but you know what?  They all looked great!  The lady to my left put a lot of detail into the mountains.  Her mother next to her emphasized the sky.  We talked, offered tips on how to make our paintings pop, and admired each other’s work.  The two women to my right seemed to be having a miserable time because it wasn’t coming out exactly like the instructor’s.  I even heard “I’m so disappointed in myself” from their direction.

Finished Painting

My first Painted Cabernet masterpiece: Provence

When the evening was done and my painting complete, I walked out of the studio with a sense of accomplishment and a huge smile on my face.  I spent the night creating and, though I’m no Picasso and I don’t attempt to be, I felt like an artist with my own style.  Art is about expression and no one expresses the same thing in the same way.  You have to appreciate what you can bring to the canvas and how you felt as you turned nothing into something.

There is no right or wrong, there is only art.

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7 thoughts on “Painted To Perfection

  1. cravesadventure says:

    I have got to sign up and try this out – have a place like that here. Beautiful Art – thanks so much for sharing 🙂

    I had an Art Teacher in High School that made an art elective class into my first encounter with a living nightmare. Art was done his way or no way! I am creative and wanted to branch out and take an art elective class that went through the various medias. The teacher gave me horrible marks and I thought about giving up and my mom told me to not give up and keep going. I am a creative writer as well as a pretty great photographer. I learned that art is in the eye of the creator 🙂

    • Jessica | Defining Wonderland says:

      It’s a lot of fun, Renee. The instructors are wonderful and so full of affirmations about creativity. Plus, the music they played had me dancing in my seat and having a jolly good time.

      I’m so sorry your experience in high school was so negative. Sounds like that teacher wasn’t meant to teach art. It’s not about making everyone yield to the same design and medium, but about creating something new. I really hope you try it again… you’ll never know how much you might enjoy it. xoxo

  2. Caitlin | belong with wildflowers says:

    I’ve always wanted to go to one of these paint nights… they look so fun! It’s silly how caught up people get in details that don’t matter — the purpose is to enjoy yourself! Your painting came out lovely + I can tell by the smile on your face that it was an awesome time.

  3. jansenschmidt says:

    So glad you did this Jessica! I did a similar thing – in fact painted a very similar picture – for my birthday last year. One of my good friends surprised me with a picnic-style lunch, wine and painting class. We had a blast.

    Don’t ever not go because no one will go with you; you’ll miss out on so very much.

    Patricia Rickrode
    w/a Jansen Schmidt

    • Jessica | Defining Wonderland says:

      I bet you had as much fun as I did, Patricia. Funny that you went for your birthday as I’m taking my mom there next week for her birthday. I can’t wait to share the experience with her.

      I’m so glad I went, even if I had to go it alone. It was a great lesson in doing something because you want to and not giving a rat’s tushy if you have to do it alone. xoxo

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