From my flying carpet

It's working out well to draw along with the kids at Juvenile Hall. I'm there for four hours at a time. I draw a zentangle on one unit and try my doggondest to draw something recognizable at the next stop. Lately the zentangles have been looking like flying carpets.



I haven't had much experience with Prismacolor pencils so that's taxing me a bit. I wouldn't care except that the instructor has many available and I don't want to bring in extra contraband and create new risks - so it's too everyone's advantage for me to work with what's on hand. But every time I work with some new material I learn, so that's good.

In my own class I was trying to carve a linoleum block, the first time since last semester's class when we spent a couple weeks learning how to do that. I was shocked and horrified by how much I'd forgotten! I think I'm back on board now, sort of where I left off in December, but it was mortifying to remake every possible mistake because I'd forgotten the technique. It's going to be a long weekend if I'm to come up with a project by Tuesday using a block print. Fortunately, it isn't a requirement.