Thursday night Sam joined me for Paint Nite, which may have been a mistake.
The massive inferiority complex started as soon as we got to the feathers. I even painted out my first attempt and started over to try and get it right, but Sam's "just hold the brush like this" as she makes some motion in the air was not anything I could pick up in a few minutes.
Yes, that's her, working on my painting.
Still don't think they look like owls (the beak and body shape isn't right), although Sammi's is considerably closer.
Even with the frustration of wanting to do better, it's pretty addicting. Next Paint Nite in two weeks!