Well, it's done, I'll tell you that. And it's hanging in the hallway in the art building. But before you get excited, I'll tell you that everyone's is hanging up. And this is what's getting me down.
I was actually pretty proud of my work on this still life. I thought I made some good progress and it definitely ended up better than when I started it. I was really happy especially with the pitcher on the right side, the one with the handle. I wasn't in class for the critique, so I didn't get to hear what others had to say about it. But as I was walking into my painting class on Monday, I saw them hanging in the hall and my heart just sank.
Why does everyone in my class have to be so good?? I'm naturally pretty competitive, so I immediately compare what I do to what everyone else does. Ugh. I know I shouldn't look at theirs and compare it to mine since everyone is different and has a different point of view, etc. etc. all that crap to cheer you up. But I can't help it. That's just how I'm feeling.
Our next assignment is soooooooo dumb I literally cannot get over it. We have to make a design using only ten horizontal and vertical lines and one diagonal line, and then use a black Conte crayon to create shading and textures in the different areas. Conte crayon is kind of like charcoal, only it doesn't smudge, you can't erase it, and it's harder to wash off your hands. This is our "abstract" assignment.
I HATE abstract art. Honestly, I just don't get it. You throw a bunch of slop around on a canvas and I'm supposed to marvel at your artistic genius? I'm looking at you, Jackson Pollock. If a seven-year-old could recreate your painting, I'm not impressed.
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