Art After Dark (months later)

I promised my sister that as a pre-birth gift I would finally tend to my blog. Since she will be having her child tomorrow I'm cutting it pretty close. She's probably already asleep at this point. But....it's the thought that counts, right? This one's for you sis. ...And happy birthday to my newest nephew!

Awhile ago I attended our ward date night. It's a lovely monthly event intended to assure us all that (a) dating is not scary and (b) you don't have to set a temple date after one date. Unless you want to. I can't speak for anyone else but it sure has worked for me. I no longer have nightmares about dates.

So the theme was Art After Dark. My date and I started in the portrait room where we learned how to turn an egg shape into a face and then, in theory, turn that face into something that resembles our date. Below are the results.

This is me. Fairly accurate I would say. Obviously my head is larger at the top to accommodate my very big brain. Also yes, I am that pale. Who even knew they made white charcoal pen/crayon things? Well they did. They do. Thank goodness.

This is my date. Or is it Jesus? You be the judge. He said I made him look angry. That was unintentional. I was going for pensive. But my art skills are lacking, I'll just admit that right now.

We then headed to the painting room. We missed the instructions for this portion of the evening so we kind of winged it. And speaking of winged, here is a piece I like to call pear guitar. I didn't mean to draw a pear, but when my creative juices get flowing apparently food is what manifests itself. Also apparently I don't know what a guitar looks like. Anyway the guitar (pear) is sitting in a pool of mini marshmallows but also it has feathery wings and may take off at any moment. And there's a centaur. As you can tell by his expression and shrugged shoulders he doesn't know what he's doing in the picture either. But boy it sure is windy with those guitar (pear) wings flapping.

This is my date's picture of me snowboarding in a pool of whipped cream. Pretty straightforward. My snowboarding skills are slightly exaggerated but otherwise this is more or less true to life. I really do have those wings.

This is a little "in my spare moment on the date" picture my date drew of me. Well. It started out as me but quickly became a picture of Robert Plant. Not too shabby.

So if anyone is looking for a date activity may I suggest a little art. I think you might enjoy it. And obviously you don't actually have to be good at art (see above).