Whose painting is better, Jeff’s or his wife’s?
My wife surprised me on Father's Day with something I never would have done on my own. There's a place in Milltown called Wine and Design where you and a group sit with an art teacher who walks you through trying to paint on canvas. You get all your own supplies; paint, brushes, apron, everything you need. There's a painting at the front of the room you're basically trying to 'copy.' The teacher walks you through everything.
Best part? It's BYOB. Yep, you can bring in whatever you feel like drinking. We went with a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon but it could have been beer or whatever you'd want.
Now, I've touched alcohol a lot more recently than I touched a paint brush. I don't have an ounce of artistic ability. The last time I painted anything had to be in art class in elementary school. It was a lot of fun. You get so focused on blending your paints and doing your best (even though it falls far short of what you're attempting to replicate) that it's peaceful. Almost like meditation. I had no sense of the passing of time.
How did it turn out? I could try playfully trash talking, but in all seriousness I believe my wife is the far superior artist. Just for fun though we'll let you decide. Take a look at her finished product and my finished product and you decide which one is better.
Who's painting is better?