Therapeutic musings mixed with humorous ramblings and sometimes spiritual notations of life as I know it in written form. A diary of my heart inspired by life.
Friday, April 11, 2014
This week my daughter and I attended a “Paint and Wine Palette”.If you haven’t been to one, it’s “Painting
for Dummies” only on a classier scale and with the option to buy wine or sodas
while you paint. The instructor sits in
the front and paints while explaining what she’s doing while you follow along.By the end of the evening everyone ends up
with the same painting only really different depending on their talent and alcohol
consumption. To be fair, everyone was so
focused on following along there wasn’t anyone consuming much of anything
except paint fumes. Our painting was
titled “April Showers Bring…” There were
moments when it was frustrating because I couldn’t see what she was doing
exactly, or because mine wasn’t coming out exactly like I wanted. Still, it’s
amazing to sit down to a blank canvass and leave with a pretty painting. After
class, they asked us to gather in the foyer for a group picture. My daughter
was still tweaking (not to be confused with twerking) her painting. Her
painting was perfectly blended and looked better than the instructors.
People gathered around our table taking pictures of her painting and even going
as far to ask if she would sell it to them.In case you’re wondering if I had any offers…. No, I certainly didn’t. We had so much fun and it was very interesting
to see the subtle and sometimes not so subtle differences in each painting. It
was the perfect birthday gift and a great Mother/Daughter memory maker. If you haven't tried it you should. I plan on doing it again.