A Self Portrait in oil, my travel easel

Many years back I found this wonderful easel at Costco.
It was loaded with oils, water color pigment and a pamphlet on painting.
All for $20.

The retractable legs clip on to the side

This has rode with us camping a few times.
One of the many art forms I enjoy is painting.
I have a talent but very limited skill.
I did not have an education in a school.
Mr U.'s Mother however is a well known artist. This is her web site.

As you can see it simple slide open and screw nuts keep it togeather

Once the legs ate out , it just stand up

The easel then slide up into an open position.
The drawer holds paints, in my case the oils. I have yet to toy much with water color.
Under the drawer is a slot for brushes.
My precious brushes.
Now some 15+ years ago my MILove (she is a respected artist)spent some time with me and on a fine afternoon she gave me a lesson.
With brush in my hand at my first lesson this came out of my brush, out of me...

I was panic stricken with the power of it. I created something that looked like me. It was good and I just could not get over it. When I was painting I felt a power flow through my brush that just made me shake.
Dove confronted me the other night .
She said " Mom , I thought you were going to believe in yourself?"

I have set up the easel. It is time that I again touch this my self portrait. She deserves to be painted.
She deserves me to believe in her and in that power within my brush to create a finished painting.
I studied color a bit and will keep trying to find my wax paper palate pad, board and it just occurred to me what I am looking for . It is my wooden paints box. I forgot about that. That is where I will find the rest of my supplies. My mission is to find it.
To finish what HE started in me and through me.
To pick up the brush and trust that power that HE has placed within me.