What I'm Not

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In High School I did an oil painting of a killer whale among planets, a la "Lassen". From that moment on I decided that I was not a painter. I have a lot, A LOT of respect for painters. The control wasn't there. I couldn't shade or control the brush like I could pencils. I decided this week to give it another try. I mean, heck, I never thought I could be a server. I never thought I could do a lot of things. But I did them. I like how it's turning out. I've really surprised myself, well almost. It's not finished yet and I could very well screw it all up before it's over.
I've also registered for an art contest of sorts. It's at a local skate and surf shop. I got my skate deck today. It has a purple top. Made me smile. Just gotta narrow down ideas for painting it by next week. The judging will be on gallery night, the 16th I think. It's small scale, nothing major, but it's all public which is kinda scaring the crap out of me. I just know it's a step in the right direction if I can get over myself and my hang ups, as far as my art is concerned anyway.

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