Painting

I've taken up painting of late, and I'm finding that this is an art form that I could really get down with. I love the time that I spend painting, and I've been very happy with the results. Others seem to enjoy them as well, which is of course also quite nice.

I've jumped headlong into this whole watercolors thing, and I've already started working on a series of rather grotesque, slightly scary, semi-comic pieces. I've put them up in the order that I painted them -- The first one was painted as a present for Beth, and is actually still my favorite one. His name is Jean Claude. The second one is a man to whom I've given the name Frank. The fact that he's sitting at a table, staring so intently forward, joined by a bottle of "Party Cheese" -- this kind of freaks me out. I've forgotten the name of the last man. He's my least favorite of the three -- if only because I find him too obviously grotesque (the second one is "grotesque" and slightly unnerving because of a benign bottle of cheese, the third is wearing a bloody hook in place of a hand). Still -- he ain't bad for someone who has taken up painting after a twenty two year hiatus from watercolors.

It is funny to note that all three men are bald -- I'm not sure if this is because of my own shining pate or if this has something to do with how much easier it is to draw / paint a bald head than a hairy one. Either way, I'll think that I'll continue along that same path for a while.

(Note: All three paintings are approximately 1.5 feet by 1 foot in size -- or something like that)