It's the first time I've ever worked with oils, and I really think that it might be my favorite medium! A lot of the kids in my class hated it and didn't even finish their pieces, which is sad considering most of them were painting bowls of fruit or landscapes :/ We were supposed to pick an artist to draw inspiration from, and while originally my artist was Renoir, I ended up being more influenced by Mary Cassatt because she paints a lot of females with babies. I didn't feel too comfortable painting in oils, especially when it came to nailing skin tone, but my art teacher (who is probably the best art teacher ever) really helped guide me along in the right direction. I remember stressing about the accuracy of my painting to the actual real life subjects, but then I remembered, it's art. As far as shadows and form I did a lot of experimenting with color...
Hopefully next school year I'll be able to do more oil paintings. Practice makes perfect right?
As for my fourth celebration I, like many other Americans that day stuffed my face and squealed over lighting things on fire and watching them blow up.... Except I didn't squeal.
I somehow managed to burn myself multiple times while messing around with the sparklers.... talk about an epic fail of an injury.
Anyways, I had a good time, my family had a good time, I presume my friends did also. How about you fellow stateside bloggers?