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My first on a Canvas!




YAY! It's an exhilarating feeling. Oil on canvas...Really! It was an impulsive act.Out of the blue i get this desire to work on a canvas rather than my sketch book(For a Change!).A trip to the nearby stationery and moments later i have all the artistic stuff staring at me.NOW! paint what? I am not really good at sketching. I wanted to play with colors and may be create a texture.

What will I draw? I was plagued with this thought. It had to be simplistic. Though i would have had loved to give the detailing(Alas! My poor drawing skills :( ). I Googled "painting ideas for beginners". Nothing really caught my fancy at the first sight itself.
I was in a haze. At the back of my mind i knew that the idea shall strike like a lightening bolt at any instant. The key was to be patient.Then, one day i stumbled upon a picture of Meditating Buddha while browsing.It caught my fancy.The sculptures and pictures of Meditating Buddha have always had a profound influence on me.The closed eyes and the smile of gratification seem to hypnotize me.So that was it! I was certain that I would draw a minimalist sketch and give a textured background.
Tadaa...am done with my first Oil on Canvas.

P.S. I was astonished to see 2 new followers today.I am kind of feeling proud of my self :P
A warm welcome to Steph and Kasabiangirl.

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Nice work!...had to delete the earlier one due to some errors :)
Anonymous said…
It looks great...it's such a satisfying experience when your painting turns out well...

Painting a human face is difficult esp the nose..I end up givin them the witch effect...long pointed nose :)
monica said…
I swear! the nose was the toughest part indeed.
Thank you for appreciating :)
gymnstxlvr said…
awesome!....I know how you feel about the followers, lol

faith
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Parul said…
What a lovely painting!! I like iiit, especially the color you have used :)
ToBlog today said…
Wow! I love everything about that painting, subject, and color. It is true that a painter paints a reflection of what's in their soul. Well, not sure if they say that, just made it up. It fits though.

Beautiful.Bella.Fantastic.
Dandy said…
I think its a great painting! I do love meditating buddha :)
monica said…
Thanks people for appreciating :)
Unknown said…
Great painting. I want the tattoo of it.

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