Many of you may remember when I took a day to take photographs of a beautiful herd of longhorns for reference photos. I finally took the time to sit down and draw and paint (watercolor) those bad boys I love so much.
I can't tell you how enjoyable and how terribly frightened at the same time I felt as I painted... two strong emotions fighting within me. One that said, "go on, honey.... you can do it" and one that said, "you'll never be able to capture a good image".
Well, I'd like to tell you that the more positive voice won out. After all, I finished. But actually, the struggle still remains as I view the finished painting. But there is something I won't cheat myself from. I know I am getting closer, so close now I can almost taste it... of getting to the style or standard of painting I have the good taste for.... and truly, that inner voice is the one speaking the loudest.