Canvas and Cocktails. It was fun. I painted Red Rocks. Well.. I attempted to paint Red Rocks. So did Mark. I was happier with my painting that Mark was with his. I guess he had higher expectations for himself than I had for myself.
I guess the real reason for painting wasn't to prove we were amazing painters, but to prove that anyone can pick up a brush and paint. Good or bad.. it's a painting.
I have all kinds of advise for the people who run this business. First of all.. the music.. the music should be low and in the classical genre rather than LOUD and obnoxious 80's music played through tinny fuzzy speakers. It just added a chaotic feeling to a situation that already felt a little chaotic. Peaceful is the way I envisioned our experience.. but loud, noisy, and chaotic is how it was.
Dinner afterwards was nice though. Good food, great company and my wonderful husband at my side.
All in all.. it was a good day... And I have an original Susan Tatum painting to hang on the wall.
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