Yesterday, I engaged in an activity that could well have caused my mother to turn over in her grave. Thanks to Bonnie Shields aka the Tennessee Mule Artist, I was summoned to the fairgrounds to paint a portrait.
Of course, I needed to don the wig for inspiration!
Never mind that my poor mother, the art major, tried for most of my childhood years, to teach me the basics of drawing only to fail miserably, I found no mercy from Bonnie or any of the other artists, involved in the 30-30-30 program at the fair: 30 artists, 30 pieces each, $30 each.
"Paint on!" Bonnie said as she put materials and a canvas on a table in the food booth. My subject: the Good Witch from the Wizard of Oz. This particular "witch" is also known as Becky Reynolds. She's in second photo down from this one.
Bonnie said it was okay to take artistic license as I painted the image before me. And, when it was ALL over, Becky said she was still my friend.
Never mind that her witch persona has a nosebleed and toenail fungus. Becky gave me a hug and promised to talk to me on future occasions.
If ya want to buy this "masterpiece," you can go to the fair today, walk inside the 30-30-30 booth and put a bid on the wonderful piece of art, which includes extras: a framed photograph of a delightful little lamb in its Irish setting and a set of my first two books. I'll be happy to autograph.
Thanks---I think---to Bonnie for gettin' me into this activity and a million thanks to Becky for her gracious understanding of my underdeveloped artistic talent.
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