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Painting Panace (Photo Heavy)
November 3, 2013

"If you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced."
-- Vincent Van Gogh

Yesterday, Karen and I went back to "Painting With a Twist" for their "Paint Your Pet" class. There were 20 of us in the class, and 2 instructors. It was different from the group class we attended in July, where everyone was painting the same picture. This class felt more 'intense' (if painting can be considered 'intense'). It took a lot more one-on-one instruction, and more concentration. I loved it! I got a little frustrated when I had to wait for help, and the one instructor kept saying "I'll be right with you", and then not coming over. But all in all, I loved the class, and had, I think even more fun this time. And, if I do say so myself, I think my painting turned out even better than the last one. I'm so damn proud of my portrait, I've hung in the living room!

I took my camera with me, and thought it might be fun to document the process.

So, here's what I found when I got there:

Ready to begin

We started with the background. We were allowed to choose our own color. I wanted something light, so that Panache would show up well. And of course, since my living room furniture is purple, I mixed up lilac. After the background, we started with the lightest colors, so in I've already painted in the white and have started on the caramel.


Then, it was just a matter of filling in the different colors...which is actually a little harder than in looks, trying to get everyting in the right place, and bring out the details.

It almost looks like a dog

I had to wait awhile to get someone to help me get the nose painted and highlighted. Poor noseless doggie!

The eyes have it

But at long last....(though it only took 3 hours)....the portrait was DONE!! I wish I could put these up side by side, but here's the photo I sent them:


And....TA DA!!!! Here is the portrait I painted! (thanks for the advice, Vincent. You were right!)


This morning, Panache got me up at 7am (to her, it was really 8am, so I couldn't complain). I dozed in the recliner for most of yesterday evening, so I felt pretty well rested, so I stayed up It's about 8:30 now, and as soon as I post this, in fact, I'm going to go out shopping at BJ's.

Panache scared the bejesus out of me this morning. I let her out, she peed, and then I saw her take off across the yard after something. I couldn't see what it was, it looked brown. I guessed it was either a squirrel or a groundhog. Either way, I wasn't too concerned. I saw her start to go poop, and figured she'd come in in a minute. A few minutes went by, and she hadn't come to the door, so I looked outside.

There was something furry and Panache-sized in the yard....ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE FENCE, just browsing along near the neighbors' yard. Sure enough, it was Panache. I didn't have time to go get dressed or even throw on a robe or anything. I stuck my feet in the crocs I keep by the back door and ran out in nothing but my nightgown. (and it was chilly out there!)

Somehow, the back gate was open. All I can think is that the lawn guy left it open by mistake when he was here....last Sunday! So the gate's been open for an entire week, and she's never ventured out past it. Probably because she hadn't been going to the far back corner of the yard, preferring to do her business closer to the house. But in chasing whatever it was this morning, she must have noticed the gate was open.

I ran out there as fast as I could (admittedly not very fast), and called to her. She wasn't moving very quickly either, and as soon as I called her, she came back inside the fence.

Of course, I managed to step in a pile of dog crap in my haste to get to her. Oh well. Crocs are washable. I was very proud of her for being so obedient. I didn't scold her, or raise my voice. I just told her it was time to come in and get a biscuit. That did the trick. I'm glad she didn't go very far and was still in the backyard, and hadn't decided to head to Karen's or anything.

So that was enough excitement for today for sure! Now I'm going to get dressed and go shopping (whooppee). I think a nap may be in order later this afternoon. Smile
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