My desk this week is pretty bare
and waiting for me to start
back on my bird painting
I've been madly painting
eyes and beaks this week.
My parrots were living up to their
cheeky, naughty reputation
by fighting me all the way.
I just couldn't get the beak right on the front bird,
I was pulling my hair out at one
stage and all that did was hurt,
me, not the bird.
After a lot of swearing and threatening
to wring their rotten necks,
they finally started to co-operate
and the faces were in
They'll need a little bit of tinkering but almost there.
I resisted the urge to add rings through the beaks
as I knew their punkness would be toned down
in class today.
Tone down is an understatement.
Those who know me well, know that I really
hate the colour brown, don't know why,
but we discussed this in class today and the
general thought was that in the eighties, the colour
for most houses, both walls and fences was
mission brown. I don't know if you had that colour overseas
but here in Australia it was everywhere. If it stood still
it was painted mission brown.
The trouble was mission brown was the dullest
most ugly brown you've ever seen and my parents
loved it (ugh).
We think my hatred of this colour stems back to
seeing that awful hue everywhere and
having it burned into my retinas.
My lovely teacher, De decided
I should tone down the punk colour with,
you guessed it, brown....
Of course I hated it, so we compromised and
added some purple, much nicer but still very brown.
As usual and I say this with my eyes rolling,
she was right and the colour was just right.
Sorry about the picture angle and the lights shining.
The pic is still very wet and my arms are very short.
Here's one a bit closer.
My punk birds aren't so punky now.
I bet the top bird can't wait to get his feet painted so
he can land on the branch. I bet his wings are getting tired,
ha, that'll teach him for making it hard to paint the beak!
Next week I'm going to turn up to class with
"Yes De, you were right"
written on my forehead,
that way I can just flash it at her each time she is right,
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