It’s really nice and might be the White I need for the clouds.
And I’m happy to give critiques! It’s something I’m pretty good at. I used to go to a painting class where the professor was an elitist snob who talked in highbrow esoterically abstract terms about art. He would sit with the housewives and students who just wanted to learn how to paint for their own enjoyment and talk to them about what they needed to do in language that they couldn’t understand. My parents were like that so I grew up understanding that intellectual language and I recognized the bullying tactic. After months of listening to him talk to them and seeing how they were obviously not getting it I finally just started telling them what he was suggesting in language they could understand. Their painting really improved.
He started to tell them they were improving a lot but then they told him that I was helping them out. When he talked to me about it I just told him that I was just telling them what he did, but in language they could understand. He and I were at loggerheads from the beginning so it didn’t bother me a bit that he got vaguely pissy about it. Like all the art instructors there he knew I was good and not your everyday student. I know this because they all told me so. I could stand up to him. I hate bullies. Especially snobs! He would make sweet housewives cry.
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