Saturday, January 07, 2012

Tickled - or - Yay for me!

My baby phoned me yesterday to chat as she waited for the bus - which didn't come which means she missed it - necessitating an emergency pick up so she could get to work on time so I took along the last painting to show her.

And she asked if she could have it! This surprised me considerably because she has specifically said she didn't want any landscapes and had zero interest in the sunrise painting I did before.

But - she loves the colours. (we are pretty in sync colourwise)

And she asked if it was a "real" place. (I think she was a little disappointed that it was)

Now, I don't want to discount all the encouragement and support you guys give. I appreciate every favourable comment more than you can know.  I do know I have some talent - but I'm no master. And don't argue with me - because it takes a few more than 18 paintings to become a master by anyone's calculations. (one of those trendy books says that the "best" at what they do took at least 10,000 hours to get there. I have a very - VERY long way to go)  {{Not to toot my horn because I am a grave disappointment to my mother - I tend to be very good very early when starting something new. My problems arise when people (my mother) expect waaaaay more than I can deliver - not understanding that I am still a novice - and have overwhelming expectations that leave me shocked and unable to deliver under the pressure and I inevitably quit altogether - in fact, due to my mother's unreal expectations, I refuse to even show her my paintings to avoid being discouraged - they are hidden when she comes over}} In fact, when something turns out, at this point, I consider it more accidental than planned because I really don't know what the hell I'm doing regardless of the outcome.

I must say that I am really thrilled that my baby wanted this painting. She does not mindfuck anyone. She does not pretend to like something. So although she has always applauded my efforts and my "skills", she has not been particularly fond of anything I've produced so far. (In fact, she was the one who booked and paid for my first painting course.) So I'm sure you understand how monumental this is. I did not expect to have anything worthy for quite a while yet. And I was okay with that. Comfortable. Secure. Not impatient.

So, anyway, I bought a frame for it - not the best but there were precious few to choose from.  It will be a birthday present of sorts. I hope she likes it well enough.

I think I need to tidy up my bar.





9 sounds of silence:

SkippyMom said...

SEE? Ha! I am so happy for you. Really. And it is a great pic. It really looks nice with your wall color too.

I really am sorry that your Mom left you with so much doubt. That can't be easy, as I can see. It's nice that you are looking past it and gaining confidence. I am very proud of you. :)

Ms. Moon said...

So much here. So much. Good stuff, too.
See?

Spadoman said...

Good for you. I love to see that something has happened that makes you happy.
I also see you've been busy writing and posating. I thought I was just here and there's three more posts that I never saw. I love Dex. He is so lucky to have the flats and you to take him there. You can tie a rope around my neck anytime and take me there.
You like to paint, so paint. There is no good and bad. Your soul is in each piece in some form and your soul is good.

Peace

bugerlugs63 said...

Yay indeed . . .
All good then.
Love the black frame against all those colours.
Your Mum and my Mum might be the same person ;-)
I used to hide drawings from her . . I didn't mind my dad criticising (much) because he is an artist whereas Mother . . . well you know.

Scarlet said...

Well, coming from a daughter who doesn't mindfuck anyone (and neither do we, btw) I'd say although you're not a master (no one I know is), you're up there. It's a beautiful painting, Jeannie. I can see the perfectionist side of you (so important for an artist).

Like you, I have a mother who is always pushing and great isn't good enough (to her, perfection is the norm). It wasn't easy growing up with her "encouragement" but it gave me a push, still does, and it makes me try my best every time.

Can't wait to see what you'll come up with next. Wish we could paint together! If you find something in NYC (a workshop) let me know. Remember my "ideal day" post? lol

nbrsspot.blogspot.com said...

That is great. Glad you have your first good painting that she wanted from you. It will always remind her of you and what you can accomplish.. Moms can be a pain the butt sometimes..

John McElveen said...

You Rock! and so does the Rock in the painting! She knows talent when she sees it, and you have talent! If YOU enjoy it and want to push yourself--FINE---but don't let anyone else- (who may be jealous--) push or try to define you!

Sermon over!

Hugs,

John

Cloudia said...

Nice painting!



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LL Cool Joe said...

I always try to be honest with my comments, because I can tell yours are on my blog, I'm not into arse kissing, but I really love that painting too.

My mother just thought I was crap at everything. She used to call me the thick one.