A couple of Fridays ago I finally got my butt into gear and signed up for a life drawing class with a couple of girlfriends - and by 'class' I mean we just dropped into a room where a model turns up at some point and you're left to your own devices. It was a typical life drawing class - we started with a series of short poses to warm up, and then moved to sketching poses over increasing lengths of time.
Here are a couple of pieces that reminded me of just how much I both had and hadn't forgotten:
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| From one of the short 60 second poses at the beginning. |
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| A couple of the longer poses - charcoal and yellow you say? It's like every uni assignment I ever did all over again haha (private joke between me and yes, well, actually only I will get that). |
I was never really big into figure drawing, but there was something deeply enjoyable about sitting and concentrating on this single craft for a couple of hours. I was reminded of how much I enjoyed my after-school art classes, far more than piano or violin (probably because I never practiced but that's a different story) *pushes up nerd glasses*. It's nice to return to something and discover that it still gives you the same pleasure, even if you didn't remember that it did.
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