Art

Saturday morning, opened my eyes, I saw wall, wall, wall, plain walls around me. The good thing about having plain walls is that you can see mosquitoes easily if there is any. Now, it is winter, plain walls  lose their functionality. It would be nice to have some paintings on my wall.

Talking about paintings, it reminds me of my trip to Lake Annecy in 2009. Annecy is a beautiful town with many artists selling their work there. I used to watch some live painting for a hour struggling with whether I should buy one or not. The painting was beautiful, but after knowing how it was done, which seemed to be easy, the desire of buying one gradually disappeared. Of course, it also costs money.

Like many other children, I did some paintings when I was young. Parents were very happy to use them to decorate their house. Maybe it is time to do some paintings myself and hang them on my wall. I am in Paris!

Life is short -- only a few decades left. Once having a good idea, should carry it out immediately. So I shopped as an artist and bought many things: 12 pencils scaling from 6B to 5H, 12 colours for water painting, 2 painting brushes, 1 protractor, 1 triangle ruler, 1 normal ruler, 1 drawing board, 1 small drawing stand and many drawing papers for different purposes.

Since I have got myself well-equipped, I have no execuse not to start. So I spent the whole Sunday creating some art, from pencil sketching to water colour painting. Out of three pierces of work I did, only one is presentable. Not sure which part of muscles artists use for painting, my whole body starts to feel painful. Nothing is easy!

No pain, no gain. Overall, the experience is good. Not sure colours stimulate creativity or not, but they do relax my mind and motivate me to continue.