Ev and Josh were sick for about a week, they just got back out on Wednesday. It was rough. I am loving my belly dancing class, yoga with Evan and drawing with Matt. I feel like a kid again getting to go to all these classes.
We had drawing this morning and I am pretty pleased with what I am able to put down on the paper. I think that all the "seeing" I have done has enabled me to draw better. For the first time my people drawings actually resemble the models that are in class. I am going to start working in pastel, and I do not understand color at all. I don"t get the warm/cool thing or how to layer them. So I was trying to tell the instructor that I do not understand, and he finally got it that there is NO COMPREHENSION here. He will have to start from the beginning. I gave him my blank clueless face and he realized it is going to be a square one situation. I hope he is willing to stick with me, because I like him and his work and would really love to study with him.
Today the instructor said that the model is ok with us photographing her and I almost fainted. Immediately my mind began working overtime. I think I will not bring in my real camera, but my point and shoot so that she doesn't get suspicious. I think she might not be so comfortable if she found out I was a real photographer.
I wish Matt was as into the class as I am. Today he was moody and did a couple of drawings, but wasn't willing to move around the room, or experiment, or try doing a close up study on the hands, etc.. I want him to enjoy this so much so we can just share it and be excited together. I am nervous about what kind of husband he'll make one day. He is getting more and more into himself and less willing to just relax and enjoy. I wish the whole teenage thing was over. I dread the next 6 years.
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