last month i did it...and it wasn't that bad.
there is currently a very trendy activity you can find in almost any town that involves going to a studio and painting a picture someone else has already done. that's right, you pay to copy someone's work. for the life of me i couldn't understand the appeal of this. if you wanted to paint, just go buy a canvas, some paints and create your own! even worse, couples go to these classes! at the end of the night you end up with two pieces of art that aren't really yours! (i always imagined couples going home and fighting about which one goes on the wall!)
point is, i am not a fan of these classes and never planned on attending one.
my mom, however, LOVES them.
during my parents visit last month, my wife suggested i take my mom to one of these classes to spend some quality time with her. i assumed she was joking, as she knows my opinion on these painting classes. however, i knew exactly why she had suggested this; it was no secret to me that she had always wanted to take one of these painting classes and had bugged me for years to go with her. thinking i could do the whole two birds with one stone thing i agreed to go, so we all three got singed up.
entering the studio and finding "my" easel, i was hesitant and not all that thrilled to be there. however there was a bar and enjoying a beer before class started simmered me down a bit. the class was pretty much what i expected. they painted, we watched, we painted, monkey see, monkey do. what i didn't expect was looking over at my mom and seeing how happy she was. she was having a blast AND she was pretty damn good! she was so thrilled to have us both there, painting with her, it immediately changed my perspective, and i started to enjoy the night.
near the end of the session, it hit me why my mom loved these classes so much. there's something very zen-like about listening to someone describe how to paint, it's very relaxing, it's very bob ross-i-en. painting in this class was basically my moms yoga, it was her way of clearing her mind. she was simply switching out poses and asanas for palettes and acrylics.
all in all, it was a wonderful little adventure. spending quality time with my mom was priceless and one of my favorite parts of their trip. although my opinion has changed slightly about these classes, it doesn't change the fact that we still ended up with THREE versions of the same painting that night.
now we just have to decided who's goes on the wall.
"don't forget to tell these special people in your life just how special they are to you" - bob ross
love you mom.