The Artiste hosted a painting party this weekend. About ten of her pals gathered in the back garden and spent the day painting and sketching a model they'd hired. Their rapt attention was amazing, and everyone was in such a deep state of creativity that they hardly spoke. You could just feel a wave of energy emanating from their collective easel. Once it got toward late afternoon, paintbrushs were exchanged for wine and mojitos--did I ever tell you I make the BEST mojitos?--and a little review and criticism of each other's work. Here's a sampler of the results:
After work , it was time for play.