Palette knives, people. And they’re plastic.
I went to another painting class, this time with Holly. Holly masquerades as mild-mannered computer teacher by day, but at night she turns into a palette-knife-wielding Van Gogh type (she’s the one who uttered the above quote).
Holly is, however, much neater in wielding the palette knife and paint brushes than I.
Behold my work area and hand.
Creativity is messy, right?
Anyway, we started with these four colors
and wound up with this.
I think I’m hooked.