Sept 24, 2017
oil on panel, 8"x8"
Available for reservations.
Happy Sunday, and day 8 of the 30 paintings in 30 days challenge!
One week down, and what a week. And a beautiful sunny weekend to wrap it up. I reflect on all of this as I sit on a bench outside of my gate at John Wayne waiting to board my flight back to San Francisco.
When I scroll through my paintings and posts over the last week, I cannot believe (1) how much happened in just one week, (2) wow, seriously, how many completed paintings I worked on in just one week and (3) how much my painting style and technique has improved over just 7 days.
I'm super happy with my progress, and I'm super happy that I decided to start this challenge: for myself, for viewers of my art, and to share my current life story with anyone interested in following along.
I'd like to think I'm pretty interesting and that I have a pretty dope story to share through my art with the world.
This particular painting was painted from a reference photo taken 2 weeks ago, keeping in mind my bridal makeup trial on the calendar for today. My makeup artist emailed me last night saying she fell ill with a 101F fever, felt super bad and had to postpone the trial.
Most brides would freak out over this, since I do not plan on coming back to Orange County until a week before my wedding. Honestly, I'm just pumped that I have an excuse to pay someone to do my makeup for such an anticipated day in my life, so pumped that her email actually left my relieved that I didn't have to wake up early on a Sunday to get my makeup done.
Yes, I'm just a pumped camper today. Also, anticipation sucks and adaptability is solid.
If I've learned anything over this past week through my paintings, it's that I've learned to adapt and flow through my own expectations of myself, my expectations of how all this wedding planning will realize from my brain to the actual day, and other's expectations of me. Like I said, I'm super pumped about getting my makeup done and to be pampered on one of the most exciting days of my life.
Perspective: it's about the dude I'm marrying and the family I'm starting. That's what matters, not the perfection of the application of the fake eyelashes on my eyelids.
There is literally no reason to be bummed, especially since I drank my coffee in peace and slept in for an hour longer this morning before taking my Abuelita to Sunday Spanish mass.
I leave Orange County today super tired (it was my aunt's birthday last night, I had a photo session on the beach with one of my oldest friends and her family, and we searched all over South Orange County for all of our wedding decor, etc etc etc) ... and with my heart super full. I am also thrilled to begin week 2 of this challenge and to share even more insight into my life and the life of a woman getting married in less than a month.
Let next week's countdown begin!
Ok, I'm about to pass out on this bench and will leave you at that. Anticipated cheers with my Southwest Airlines water cup and honey-roasted peanuts packet. Besos!