Those are pretty good. Obviously, given how artistic I am, my masterpiece is in a league of its own. I decided to go with a basic retro neoclassical side-goth style, which obviously required adopting the more advanced 2-color pallete:
There you have it. The very black diamonds my blog is half named for, and which I haven't even skiied for more than a year.
The class was fun and I did enjoy my time there, but it did take more time than the painting. It was obvious that this, like the painting, was very much a girl thing, not just because I was the only male there but much more importantly because the girl in charge didn't even think to bring black yarn. That black up there in my masterpiece is just a very dark blue. I suppose its for the best...if there had been black yarn, I would have just tapestried up a large rectangle of black and been done with it.
Ironically, making a tapestry and making Lego mosaics have a lot in common. Too bad there isnt a...wait...ok no. I was right. There is no fun art class for making mosaics out of legos. Shit. Maybe I should teach one. Except the entrance fee would have to be like $200 just to cover the parts. Hmm.....
Anyway.
Painting was more fun and less tedious. And even though there were some cute girls I sensed some very wary vibes in the beginning, until they noticed that I had gotten wrapped up in my sad attempt to tapestrify a double black diamond sign. Which, in itself, was kind of dumb. I should have just fucked around with shapes like everyone else in the class, and flirted more with the cute teacher (she has cats) but I got too wrapped up in trying to make something that I will...never use. I seriously don't know what to do with it. Its uglier than the painting; its sure as hell not going on the wall.
I talked to the instructor a bit concerning what it would take for a beginner like me to attempt to make the White Tree of Gondor. I could take some intermediate classes, or just hire her for instruction. I think though, that we're going to have a moratorium on hitting on--I mean working with--private instructors. At least until I get enough pussy to wash off the "single guy" smell.
Meeting people is nice, and this was obviously a better use of my time, probably, than sitting at home playing minecraft in my underwear for 16 hours straight. Still, a class like this comes and goes. I think to actually make friends it has to be something like volleyball where you'll see the same people for a while. Idk. I kind of really want a White Tree of Gondor taptestry now...one that doesn't look like shit, and which I can claim to have made. I have so many white walls.






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