Exposed

Oh dear....what have I done?.....

For tomorrow night's Breast Cancer Fundraiser "Girls Night Out" for this month's Girls Night In campaign (stay with me...) I was asked/and simultaneously kind of offered to donate some original art work for the Multi draw raffles. This fed my ego enormously!! But then, faced with "What the hell do I paint?", I became tortured over choice of subject matter.  In the end I did one of Jane McGrath Roses - so NOT happy as there was clumping of one of the pastels, AND the greenery I feel should NOT have been included, and it was all too late to re-do so my insides are now churning because it is SO NOT how I envisaged it to look in my mind's eye....

The other is of a glamourous Diva-esq type personage swanning around with a champagne glass (the theme of the evening is Glamour and Glitz - of which I will be sporting NEITHER) and I don't like her hips. It looks like I've secretly stashed a hoop under her skirt, albeit a very poor fitting one at that.  I now want to reneg and take them back and buy them gift vouchers at Myers instead to use for the raffle prizes. But alas, it is too late - I handed them over this morning, and now will probably feel sick all day today and tomorrow and even more so tomorrow night when the all the lurvely ladies clap eyes on them.  There will probably be a SERIOUS-for-real artist amongst the glamour set and they will be chuckling away behind their bejewelled hands all night asking "Oh my Gawd - WHO pretel did THOSE??!!!!!!"

This is not ego feeding. It is soul cringing. Torment, torment, torment, Head-Desk stuff. WHAT WAS I THINKING???!!!! Aaaaaarrrghhhhh.

Ah- now I feel better. Blogging is SO cathartic......and cheaper than therapy.