I had a great time last night at Cokes and Canvas. We all did! There were about 40 females in the Church fellowship hall at one time, and we were concentrating on our paintings so closely, that the noise level was a lot quieter than would normally have been.
The artist, who is a member of our Church, had drawn the house on the canvas for us...she knows us well...and explained step by step what we had to do. Her daughter was there to walk around and help with explanations where needed.
I guess I should tell you that the artist, Andrea, is in a wheelchair.
Andrea had a painting already finished for us to see what ours should look like, but she also painted another along with us. She also explained that our should be a reflection of our own tastes, and not exactly like either of hers, which were different from each other.
I was amazed at the results. Each one was different enough to be seen as the 'artist's' own, yet they all started out exactly the same. Since I was born and raised in New Orleans, I used a lot of brickwork in mine, whereas others used cement for the chimney, supports and walkway, and cement or wood for the porch and steps. I made huge bushes next to the house, and others made trees.
My DD said the only thing I left off was the Yellow Flowered Trumpet Vine that covers the roof of so many old houses in New Orleans.
If you ever get the chance to attend a Cokes and Canvas event, jump on it. It's amazing what can be accomplished in 3 hours of your time.
And the fellowship is sweet, too.