This past Friday man friend and I wandered over to Pinot's Palette and indulged in a little painting and drinking. Will got me this treat for my birthday and it couldn't have been more perfect. I have been wanting to get a painting of Watson done (don't act like your disgusted and/or shocked) for a while now and it was even more special that I was the one that was going to do the painting!
When we got there this is what was staring back at me. How could I perfect such perfection? Watson as nature had intended. Beautiful. I'm done. That was easy. Now I can just booze.
Then we get our instructions. "Start painting the background". Ummm... ok? That's helpful. Luckily I came in with a general idea of what I wanted.
Then we get our second instructions. "Ok, start painting the animal". Miraculously it ended up looking like a chewabacca-ier version of Watson. Which I happen to appreciate.
|Please excuse my foul appearance. I'm going to attribute it to me being "really into my art".|
So we left with two very different looking paintings. Will's looks like a horrifying image that is certain to make children cry if they saw it walking to the kitchen for a glass of water in the middle of the night. Mine looked like he was about to jump out of the painting, pull out a light saber and give Han Solo a high five. All in all, it was a great time and if you live in Houston you should try this place out.
I think he's pleased with his likeness.
I'm thinking I'll need to bring it to work with me at Boxwood Interiors. That's my way of telling you yesterday was my first day of work. SMILES FOR EVERYONE!