I don’t want to confirm the relevance of your article by telling you your painting was an outstanding masterpiece, but I didn’t think it was that bad either – though the colors seemed flat. Maybe that is inherent with watercolors, I have no idea. Perhaps some line drawing would make the painting less ambiguous and amorphous. But it was a hundred times better than anything I could ever do.
About one man sharpening another like iron, that is easier to do when we believe life has real meaning and purpose.
"But it was a hundred times better than anything I could ever do."
Maybe, maybe not. You won't know till you start down that road. Some roads are longer, some shorter - I'm finding the travel on that road is taking me places I have all but forgotten.
"About one man sharpening another like iron, that is easier to do when we believe life has real meaning and purpose."
I hadn't thought of it that way, but I'm able to see that if one is constantly defeated and depressed and living in failure with their own strength, then sure. Nothing can bring life to a corpse except Christ. In martial arts, I had to learn to take a punch. I studied nearly two decades to overcome the fear and loathing - but that's what it amounted to for me. To be able to take a punch and keep going. I think so many men - and many Christian men - are living in a mentally defeated state. Spiritually, they're secure, but mentally they're still living somewhere else. Until land unless we can see others as Christ sees them, then we will never get to see how Christ sees us.
I have also recently dusted off some 20-years neglected artistic skills so I feel your pain. But it's the good kind of pain, that which stems from knowing you can do better. What a shame it would be to no longer feel it; it would mean you've nothing left to improve.
In the spirit of the article I'd provide some criticism but I'm not experienced with watercolor so I haven't anything useful to say. I do think the poor fellas would benefit from some feet.
But you see, the feathery-light bodice - the heightened ethereal presence exemplified by their majesty suggests the immaterial timelessness of representation. There is no need for such pedestrian detail; the mere glistening shadow of their magnificence transcends such things. Feet? Really. I might as well draw a set of B-52 landing gear on a hummingbird. *Guffaws in British tones*
I don’t want to confirm the relevance of your article by telling you your painting was an outstanding masterpiece, but I didn’t think it was that bad either – though the colors seemed flat. Maybe that is inherent with watercolors, I have no idea. Perhaps some line drawing would make the painting less ambiguous and amorphous. But it was a hundred times better than anything I could ever do.
About one man sharpening another like iron, that is easier to do when we believe life has real meaning and purpose.
"But it was a hundred times better than anything I could ever do."
Maybe, maybe not. You won't know till you start down that road. Some roads are longer, some shorter - I'm finding the travel on that road is taking me places I have all but forgotten.
"About one man sharpening another like iron, that is easier to do when we believe life has real meaning and purpose."
I hadn't thought of it that way, but I'm able to see that if one is constantly defeated and depressed and living in failure with their own strength, then sure. Nothing can bring life to a corpse except Christ. In martial arts, I had to learn to take a punch. I studied nearly two decades to overcome the fear and loathing - but that's what it amounted to for me. To be able to take a punch and keep going. I think so many men - and many Christian men - are living in a mentally defeated state. Spiritually, they're secure, but mentally they're still living somewhere else. Until land unless we can see others as Christ sees them, then we will never get to see how Christ sees us.
I agree there is a real disconnect between the promises and the performance. A good subject for study.
I have also recently dusted off some 20-years neglected artistic skills so I feel your pain. But it's the good kind of pain, that which stems from knowing you can do better. What a shame it would be to no longer feel it; it would mean you've nothing left to improve.
In the spirit of the article I'd provide some criticism but I'm not experienced with watercolor so I haven't anything useful to say. I do think the poor fellas would benefit from some feet.
*Switches on art voice*
But you see, the feathery-light bodice - the heightened ethereal presence exemplified by their majesty suggests the immaterial timelessness of representation. There is no need for such pedestrian detail; the mere glistening shadow of their magnificence transcends such things. Feet? Really. I might as well draw a set of B-52 landing gear on a hummingbird. *Guffaws in British tones*
Wow! That is, like, totally awesome. Just kidding. Maybe I should have stuck with a simple guffaw.
😂 I see you're well prepared for your first exhibition!