My grandmother inspires me

My grandmother was a painter. She preferred to do oils. I remember watching her paint as a little girl. I would draw as she painted. I remember watching Bob Ross with her and being amazed at what could be created.

I've always wanted to paint like she did. But I think somewhere in my mind I believed that it was a skill far out of my reach. Drawing, well that I've done since I was a little girl. Painting though is so new to me. I am almost afraid of it.

Talking with a friend helped push me into painting. I haven't done it yet. But I am slowly gathering the materials I need so I can just do it already. My aunt has given me my grandmother's brushes, her art box, and her easel. I've set up a spot in my home for painting (going to use it for drawing too). It's nice having my own space. I usually draw while sitting on the couch, with my own easel on a chair. This spot I set up will be much better.

I don't know why but I feel painting will bring me close with my grandmother, even though she passed away last year. I miss her terribly. I have one of her paintings. I want to paint just like her, at least in the beginning. lol She did a lot of landscapes. I want to do those too but I also want to get really creative with my paintings. There are many drawings I've done which don't look right because they seriously need color. I would love to paint them.

Until I can get my hands on paint and stuff to paint on, I will stick to drawing. I have an idea for a drawing I really want to do. I would love to paint it but I know I'm far from ready to paint what I have in mind. I have a lot of practicing to do before then.