Just an Update

We had a warm, sunny, amazing week. Now we are wet, cold, and grey. Tomorrow is to be nicer, but then the rain is back.

I have added one little art class to my schedule, and I'm telling you, I feel stressed and overworked. I'm embarrassed by this because I know all kinds of people who work or take multiple classes while juggling the responsibilities of running a household. Having to get up early and go full tilt all day just two days a week is wearing me out! But, the puzzle is fitting in homework around "Mom!" "Mommy!" "I need! I Neeeeeeed!" I feel awful for sending my little one to day care during my class time. Now I am contemplating getting a babysitter so I can do homework.

Mother-guilt aside, I am enjoying taking this class. I love that it is mine. I like getting out of the house. I even appreciate getting up early to watch the sun rise and then go take on a full day. I especially love that this class forces me to create art. I regularly crave to make art any way I can, but I am a perfectionist at heart, so my fear of failure and imperfection outweighs my need to express myself. This class requires me to be creative whether it comes out perfect or not. I get good feedback and support from others. I get inspiration from seeing other students' work. And, I get the chance to just practice, practice, practice.

Oh, btw, I have lost 1.8 lbs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Art Class - Silhouettes

I LOVE my art class! This is so much fun!

We are doing this thing right now where we take a photograph that we like, put carbon paper under it, then put white construction paper under that. Then trace the images and shadows over the top of it all. The pressure from the tracing will transfer lines through the carbon paper onto the construction paper. With me so far?
When we're done tracing, we then use an exacto knife to cut out parts of the image. We take those pieces and glue them to another sheet of paper. The result is a contrasting, abstract image. The process is very tedious but really cool. I'll post a picture of one I did of a tree.

Art Class

I just started an art class. It is just a basics/beginning art class to help me figure out how to put the ideas in my head into tangible form. Good luck with that, Teacher.

I am super excited about this class for a few reasons, but the biggest reason of all is that it is something for me. MINE, ALL MINE! MUWHAHAHA! Seriously, I spend all day (and many nights) everyday taking care of my (wonderful, loving, awesome) family. And, just because they are wonderful, loving, and awesome that doesn't mean they don't eat 5-6 times a day - on dishes (the gall!), get their clothes dirty (sometimes having 3+ outfit changes in a single afternoon), track mud, shed hair (not unlike a persian cat), get stuff out and leave it out (right in the middle of the kitchen floor), need entertainment (i.e. "MOMMMYYYYY!"), get booboos every 5 minutes that need scientific investigation, extensive dialogue, and kisses in EXACTLY the right spot, etc. etc.

So, yeah, this whole art class thing is MOMMY TIME, baby! I was flying so high off this the first day that I actually cried tears of joy on the way home. Am I pityful or what? Maybe just a little.

So, now you'll get to hear all about the great feats and awe inspiring conquests of me and my art class. Yay for you!