Saturday, April 9, 2011
(didn't mean to make the model look so somber)
So I went to a drawing marathon day at my work today put on by the art department. It was all the art students and me and my boss. I felt SO rusty. Not THAT long ago, I was doing figure drawing everyday. After some warming up, I finally got into the groove again. I miss this. I miss my hands being covered in graphite and charcoal. I miss intricately designed still lifes* with weird old toys and shoes. Maybe I will try to take a class in the fall. Just like when I recently reconnected with an old friend, I felt like I was missing this and didn't even realize it until I started again.
* is it still lives? I wasn't sure...