I haven't ever really shown my paintings to anyone other than of course you guys, my family and close friends. I have always wondered what other people would think about my paintings. Well tonight I found out... My parents asked me to paint something for their church auction, I was super nervous to see what people thought. My painting started at $10 and sold for $5. Yes it went down! I bought my own painting. I was horrified that no one bid on my painting. I am just shaken by this. I thought at least someone else would bid. I won't do that again and I am not sure if I will paint and show anyone again. 

WOW a blog...a blog of my very own! Now what to write??? Funny I have always wanted to blog and thought I had all these amazing view points and PROFOUND things to say.  HA HA that is so funny because at this moment I can't think of a single thing to say. My mind is racing with all these things to write about. 

When people see my paintings and they tell me how great they are or how far I have come. I feel like a fraud! I want to scream this wasn't my idea this is all the art sherpa. I haven't posted a lot on social media because of that reason. I don't want anyone telling me that I am a fake and I have no talent. I have learned so much from the art sherpa and I want to spread my wings but I am like that kid with training wheels begging my mom not to let go. I am just not sure that I can do it. I know sherpa says tracing isn't cheating but I still sometimes feel like if people knew that I traced something they would think differently about me and my paintings. I start a drawing class Monday at a university, part of the degree I am going for. I read the first chapter in the textbook, I felt like my a zombie ate my brain because I didn't have a clue what it was saying. I am also taking Trigonometry, why do I feel like Trig will be easier for me (I should say there's times I can barely add:) ) I found out today that I have to share my drawings...nervous and full of doubt. 

The other day I was at Hobby Lobby picking up some paint and some lady out of the blue asked me if I was an artist and I said no. Anytime someone has asked me that question I have said yes. Sometimes they didn't even have to ask I would just volunteer the information. When I told my mom about the lady at Hobby Lobby she asked me why I lied...