When Amy and I became roommates, Amy brought with her a painting that was given to her from her office. This painting wasn't really a painting at all... it was more of a print on a nice canvas and Amy asked me to paint something for her over the original piece.
I told Amy to pick something out and let me know what she wants me to do. A few days later she came across these two paintings in Nordstrom at the Galleria.
The original painting was orange, brown, blue and white stripes like the image below.
First I had to cover up the lines and mark out the center, then I was able to start painting.
The painting took me about two weekends... Only because I got frustrated with my artwork and I had this habit of covering up what I didn't like and starting over. I repeated this about three times before I liked what I had done.
To be totally honest with you, the process of painting something from scratch to resemble a painting was rather difficult. I realized why I hate painting. Amy was a great encourager, but I am too hard on my creations and definitely a perfectionist when it comes to painting in general.
The final piece is solid brown. Here is a photo of the center.
All in all I am happy with my work... Just upset about the battle with my perfectionistic painting-self. Maybe one day I will enjoy what I paint and not have to go to battle.