One of the reasons I sojourn to a neighboring city to do my watercolor class is the quality of the students there. Here at our senior center, there are all these fussy folks who make fussy little pictures and never say anything about mine, which made me feel they didn't like them or something. And that made me feel like I was doing it wrong. But no one ever said I was wrong, of course. Until today. There are a couple of sweet ladies who sit at the end of my table. Well, actually, one of them is sweet. The other one doesn't have anything good to say. About anything, or anyone. I took my last two pastels, and she kind of sniffed and said"wait till you start to cough". Now, I have had no trouble with dust. I fix my work regularly, and often use a palette knife to push the loose stuff into the paper, since I love the prismatic look I get when I do that. Again, I thought I must be doing it wrong. And then I realized, maybe SHE was doing it wrong. Yeah, that's the ticket. And here's today's watercolor masterpiece. Kind of overworked this one, but it was fun and challenging and a happy two hours, ignoring that pill at the end of the table.
2 comments:
I have always found it is best to confound those annoying "pill" types by being very nice to them after long periods of ignoring them. They don't get it. Your technique in pastel is not wrong...there is no wrong! Whatever works for you! I like to make a paper tray to tape under my pastel paper and lightly tap the drawing every so often to allow the pastel dust to fall into the tray. Just don't blow on it - that really is dangerous (I got sick from doing that). The pastel dust can later be tapped from the tray into the garbage.
I think you should make a gold badge that says art police and pin it on her with some flowers..a little kiss on the cheek and off to more art!
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