Step Right Up

I saw something on Pinterest the other day that grabbed my attention and before I could talk myself out of it I sat down at my work table and made my attempt at it.

I think it’s really weird my relationship with watercolor. My performance anxiety never EVER goes away. It’s incredibly annoying. It’s like I have to practically turn myself into a hawker at a carnival. “Hey little lady come over here and give this a try. You look like you might have potential. Here’s the BB gun… shoot the little ducks, there’s a good girl. I bet you can hit four in a row. Step on over here and show everyone how it’s done.”

Then a big hook comes out and I snag myself as I’m walking by the table and throw myself into the chair while I’m on my way outside to look at something in the yard I have looked at fifty times already this week trying to decide what I’m going to do about it.

Then BAM… this happens:

No. It’s not earth shattering. But it IS very like the one I was trying to emulate. And now I am free to move about my domain having gotten the hawker off my case. But dudes. This is not a healthy relationship. Everybody knows the carnival packs up in the middle of the night and high tails it out of town. And then THAT becomes part of my anxiety. What if my inner side show self takes off with them? Who’s gonna make me paint THEN?

(You frickin’ worry about the weirdest things. You know that?)

Yeah, my brother never stops telling everyone I have too much time on my hands.

(Don’t you have some weeds to pull or something?)

Oh shut up. I just saw something on Pinterest….. “Hey little lady…..”