Regrets...Feelings.... and then there are Peacocks.

 “I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”
― Maya Angelou


My previous post I declared my self embrace of being an Artist, of using the WORD Artist to describe myself. Even though I am self taught. 
I also shared about someone who helped make me feel "less than" myself.
I have also made peace about that person because I believe they were projecting personal issues on me, and the other people as well. 
Sad.
Anyway, accepting the Artist title....
That does not come without regrets.
I wish... that I could have gone to school for Art. I wish I were in the position to go to school for Art now. 
I lack a quirky spontaneity I wish I possessed, but then again there are some chances I take out of ignorance.
All in all. I am who I am.


I am painting a Peacock for a fundraiser for a local park in Kingston. 
I love peacocks. But, I am trying to look at them differently, without all the beautiful colors. Subdued, because my plan is to make it look like a statue. But, a beautiful statue.
                                                            Involved in Peacocks.

                           This is the peacock. It is obscene in contrast to the ethereal rendering I made. 
                                          (I used a black and white Getty images photo for reference)
                                            Today I am going to work on the crest and sand this baby.
                                                                          Then Gesso.