For the past few months I have been taking art classes at a local art gallery between Manipal and Udupi. The gallery is owned by a family of artists whose talents span from photography to painting to metal embossing to dancing and singing. Along with some other girls in my program, I took weekly classes at the gallery, slowly working toward completing one final painting. The classes were arguably the best part of my week. It was a great chance to get out of our normal routine, relax, learn something new, and interact with other local woman in our class and with our wonderful instructor, Pravina. She helped us through each step of our paintings, making us look like the wonderful artists we were not. But after months of weekly meetings, I think she was able to impart some of her incredible talent and vision upon us - the end product is something I never thought I would be capable of and I'm so happy with how it turned out! While I am proud of what I've done, I'm going to miss this part of my week. I'll miss Pravina’s jokes and bright smiles, escaping into another world, and enjoying the simple pleasures (and frustrations) of painting. Although I hope to take it up more back home, that is, if I can keep an ounce of the skill I learned this semester and manage without Pravina's close guidance and encouragement.
Grammy
4/25/2015 04:16:40 am
Wow! Is this your painting? It's gorgeous! Bailey, you keep astonishing me. I love your radiant intelligence, so clear in your fascinating posts. And yes, I did read the description of the Tibetan woman and I'm honored by the comparison.
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