Drawing was so FANTASTIC! I had anxiety going in but once the class started and the teacher begun lecturing it was just great, it reminded me of all the reasons for which I loved school at one point in time, and the eagerness to learn. I don’t really know what happened to me in University that I begun to hate it with passion but something was clearly not working out. My teacher is painter (, I was supposed to be taught by another great painter who’s paintings hang in my borther’s house in virtually every room: Richard Halliday (aka the doodler-, he couldn’t teach this semester for health reasons so we got Chris. I was even more pleased with the class after he made us do a silly excercise of drawing ur hands without looking at what we were drawing (blind contour he called it-pictured above), and trully I thought somehting hideous was going to result, however, as I soon found out it actually turned out more like art then anything, after looking at the other students’ work I got a new burst of confidence at what I can do, maybe I’m not so bad after all. Of course these excercises followed with drawing still life (backpacks lying on the ground) which I didn’t enjoy one bit, and they were on top of that quite boring objects so it was not very inspiring, I guess I’m going to have to get used to having to work on some things that I like and some that I don’t. Who knows, if all goes well I may just continue taking classes for a while. Try to build a portfolio maybe, the future is such a mystery 😀 For right now I am happy.

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