No Green Bananas! Buy The Paint!

    I have many goals in life, I like to keep a list.
    One is that I continue to improve as an artist.
     Another is that I constantly take classes from History, to French to Gardening.
     So when it came time to dust off my brushes, I signed up for a course.
     Watercolors has been my medium to go to. After my first class, well, let me explain.

       Gathering up my art supplies, after years of painting, I thought I was well equipped. The teacher had another opinion, we needed new stuff. That has never been a problem to me, I like to shop in all categories,
so off I went. Sable brushes, new tubes of paints, pencils, erasers, more paper, my artist palette was overflowing.
      When I arrived at my class, I noticed art for sale, as you enter. A big plus, to shop and take a course, and my new supplies, ready!
       My teacher is nice, and there are about six people in the class, me being the youngest. So I watched and listened. Teacher looked at my fifty brushes, new and old and pulled two out to use. (clearly she does not know me, YET!) Then she did not like my paper, or my new paints?? so she shared hers with me.( That was nice, right?) She put a pea size drop of four colors to be used. One, I like a big glob of paint, and four colors, yikes. She said, " I want to see how many colors you can make from these four, and how many shades." I had a tube of every color in the rainbow, why do I have to make a color. Daddy taught me to not buy green bananas, in case you are not around the next day!! I want the pink paint, now! We are all older in this class, we are not trying to find ourselves or our inner Picasso. Well maybe some Monet, but a hundred shades from four colors, whatever you say teacher girl, I will try. Of course I did all of my colors and shades, and she came around as I was painting a cow pink, and she exclaimed, " You got this color of pink? That is great." I pulled her close to my mouth, and whispered, " You know they make tubes of all these colors, and I may not be here tomorrow, so I need to use them all up!"
She smiled, and let me go, free to stay outside the lines, and paint.
I showed her several photographs that I want to paint, and she told me that one of them, used pen and ink, with watercolor. I asked if that was bad, because I really like it. She semi smiled.
I told her later in the class, that is two hours long, (a tad lengthy for my attention span) that I think I need some texture, or torn pieces of paper. I think I may need more than watercolors, she nodded. I think when I return to class, I may be in the corner, which I never thought was a bad place to be!!
I can spread out, and hum if I need to, and squeeze my paint tubes, until they are dried up and used!!
      I love new classes, new goals, and the ability to use all the paints!