Can't draw? Draw anyway...
One of my biggest frustrations is the unevenness of my attempts to draw. On Tuesday I drew the mushrooms which I showed in my last post. For me, that was a success. But the five times since then that I tried to draw I was disappointed. And, as I said, frustrated.
The art instructor at Juvenile Hall used the same still life set up for a second week. For the kids, that meant they drew it twice. For me, it meant that I drew it NINE times! (Thank heavens I was absent for chemo on Tuesday or it would have been more.)
On Thursday he set some of the fruit on top of a telephone.
In the next class, I just drew the fish. And kind of went off on my own with it.
On Friday I tried the duck, book and pear again.
But when it came to the next group, I'd had it, and drew a turtle, not part of the still life.
This morning Steve and I went to church. Today is the Feast of Pentecost. I wore a red and black blouse; Steve had some red in his tie. Red balloons were everywhere...
And now, I can only hope for a more inspired week.
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