One day, my friend Judy called and told me that she was going to join an oil painting class on Friday evenings. She asked me to join the class together with her . I was hesitant (犹豫) to join her because I had never painted before. But she encouraged me to join the class just for fun. Finally I agreed.
The first day in the class we met our teacher, Mr. Chou, who just came back from France. He showed us a lot of pictures of paintings all around the world : and told us some knowledge about art history. He said, “I know most of you have no experience in painting, but in fact everyone is an artist and everyone can draw or paint. Don’t lose your heart! Just do it!”
We started to paint the things we liked or hated . We also painted the most beautiful and the ugliest things in our minds. When I was painting, I forgot everything that I worried about. Sometimes I even forgot the time.
Mr. Chou not only opened the door of art for me but also gave me a way to broaden (拓宽) my life. I started to borrow art books from the library and visit museums in my free time. I’m not really good at painting, but I certainly enjoy it .
Every painting shows the artist’s personality and feelings. After I started to paint, I felt my dried-out brain began receiving a new source(资源) of refreshing water.