I took an art class in Grad School a few years back. We practiced our strokes and created our underpainting. My Professor said this was our chance to paint whatever came to mind. I took my brush and started. It came to me naturally and I worked throughout the whole class. Making sure it was exactly as I pictured in my mind. Then he said "time's up".
The whole class was allowed to walk to around and look at what everyone worked on. Some were unfinished, and at each table my Professor would point out something that stood out. Then they reached my table.
"Now here is something that will keep me up at night. I can't help but question what is going through this person's head". My Professor held it up and in the back of the crowd was a laugh. My own. Strange looks from my classmates, but at that moment I didn't care. I knew I did something that made someone think, and isn't that what art is about? Making other's feel and think something out of the ordinary?
Picture:
Sting of Justice, 2014.
Water color paint on watercolor paper
