I've been working hard on my zombie burlesque dancer. But I made the fatal mistake of tilting the overhead projector forward when projecting her onto my painted background. It didn't lool so obvious when she was just chalked in, but as I started filling her in with colour it became more and more obvious just how hideously big her head was compared to her body. I'm thining, hey what the hell? I look at the drawing and it looks beautifully proportionate and then looked back at the painting ... and I realised.
I threw a mini self hate tanty, cried and bit and had a whine and a moan. I didn't know whether to throw the whole thing in or try rectify it. Greazefest is on Sunday. Hell I'd be so far behind. I decided to get up and attack the canvas with a damp cloth. To my utter surprise the zombie girl disappeared in front of my eyes, leaving minimal damage to the blended backdrop. Hallelujah! Is there a god?
So I'm having to rework the background a tad to repaint the white spots where the paint has come off and just get the remainders of zombie blue/grey out of it. But other than that, if I work through the night and keep at it I might just get it done in time. Here's to hoping *fingers crossed*
LMAO. No.. sometimes my answer is.. there's nothing wrong with laughing at yourself. It's especially handy in times of adversity. I figure life is always going to throw shit at you, and it will normally hit you right in the eye. You can either curl up into a ball, or just look it back fair square in the eye and laugh. I've made a lot of mistakes in my life. I choose to laugh.
Yeah I see where you're getting at. Better to laugh and learn from it than waste time being miserable about it. I'm glad I made that choice in the end though because I had fun all day and was not overly tired. I had my little paintings anyway so it was good!
"Hey man, I need another 10 cents from you"
"Well?! It's hard to be smart and pretty."