And that is why the lord created men
May. 21st, 2013 03:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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sky_was_green and I went to a painting class at one of our favorite North End restaurants (The Living Room, where we discovered St. Germain's liqueur for the first time) and had an excellent time trying to recreate a painting of the Boston skyline and accompanying harbor. Uh, so much so that we've decided to do two other painting classes in the future? I mean, there was drinking and good music and really enthusiastic instructors - one of them was French and had a handlebar moustache - so all in all, not a bad way to spend an evening. Also, while our finished products were nowhere near perfect, they weren't, you know, horrible. Doug even knew what the painting was of before I could tell him. :D?
Anyway, this is mine:
Basically everyone there was like, "Rough day, huh?" WHATEVER. I DON'T FEEL I NEED TO EXPLAIN MY ART TO YOU.
Anyway. I'm tired and annoyed with everything today, so after work I'm going home and cooking and watching TV and reading fic and cleaning out the back porch so our landlady doesn't yell at us anymore.
sky_was_green and I went to a painting class at one of our favorite North End restaurants (The Living Room, where we discovered St. Germain's liqueur for the first time) and had an excellent time trying to recreate a painting of the Boston skyline and accompanying harbor. Uh, so much so that we've decided to do two other painting classes in the future? I mean, there was drinking and good music and really enthusiastic instructors - one of them was French and had a handlebar moustache - so all in all, not a bad way to spend an evening. Also, while our finished products were nowhere near perfect, they weren't, you know, horrible. Doug even knew what the painting was of before I could tell him. :D?Anyway, this is mine:
Basically everyone there was like, "Rough day, huh?" WHATEVER. I DON'T FEEL I NEED TO EXPLAIN MY ART TO YOU.
Anyway. I'm tired and annoyed with everything today, so after work I'm going home and cooking and watching TV and reading fic and cleaning out the back porch so our landlady doesn't yell at us anymore.
