I did one of those wine drinking and art event nights. I was supposed to go with a friend who cancelled last minute because her household is sick, and she didn’t want to spread germs. This was a good move on her part; so I went alone.
The painting environment was a bit cramped, even with the vacant seat on my left. The man to my right was dangerously close to my paintbrush 🖌 and he fortunately was wearing glasses to protect him in case he wasn’t paying attention while I was working on the right side of my canvas at his eye level. He didn’t seem concerned but I had to keep apologizing for tapping him with my brush. This was mildly amusing, overall.
I preferred to drink my very tasty Bloody Mary and forwent the wine. There was music playing that was more like a dance party. This was no regular daytime painting class. The process was formulaic and fast paced. I had to work as fast as possible on the trees. The paint didn’t blend well and my brush had lumps from the previous uses. Suffice it to say that the paint wasn’t the best quality. I’ve worked with better acrylics, ones that don’t dry as fast or get as runny when you add water. But this was a fun challenge.
Even though I went by myself, I had a really good time, and I’d do it again. The more I reflect on it (no pun intended) the more I realize how much I enjoyed myself.