The Birth Of A Painting

Now that I'm not spending all my time staring at the computer screen I finally found time to finish the boys' painting. It all started with these little guys and blank canvas. While roaming around Michael's craft store I happened upon a SUPER SALE of stretched canvas (only $3 each, and now I'm kicking myself for not buying more) and these cut little painted wooden embellishments for only 33 cents each. Well at that price I'm willing to risk total failure so I bought them.
I had the hardest time getting the right color of blue for the sky. It always seemed too dark and, because it is winter in the Pacific Northwest and I'm sick of dark skies, so I ended up putting on several coats of lighter blues before I was willing to accept it.

This next part was the hardest for me. I don't know if I have ADD or anything but I really get bored with monotony. Painting the brown logs for the railroad had me going batty fairly early, but I hung in there long enough to get them all on.

And here it is, folks, finally finished. The only big mishap (besides the color of the sky) happened just 5 minutes before completion. I had just finished painting the yellow stripes down the middle of the road, had laid the wooden pieces next to it and ran to get my camera. In the 1 minute that I was gone Monster Man decided to take the motor cycle for a test drive along the road, smearing yellow all over the place. I'll admit, I freaked out for a spilt second... but I quickly gathered my wits, hugged the very repentant little guy, fixed it up lickety-split, glued the wooden pieces on, and hung it before anything else could happen. Now it is up in their room and I gotta say it looks pretty cool in there.

VOILA!