Munchy mouth

I was back in Juvenile Hall this morning but this time I was working with the art teacher. He uses acrylic paints with the kids most of the time. He dislikes my art journal books but I love to turn the pages, good or bad, it's all there in a growing stack of sketchbooks. I've never told him how much I dislike acrylic, just as I haven't told my own instructor how much I dislike big paper. Maybe I'm getting particular in my dotage.


There's a growing trend in our area to rent herds of goats and sheep to nibble at the countryside instead of mowing. As I was driving by this morning I stopped to snap these photos of them busily munching. We live in the Valley of the Moon, as Jack London called it, and the terrain on the mountainous slopes is rocky and hard to navigate. The animals love it!




I have finished the 3rd week of my own figure drawing class. It's definitely out of my comfort zone but I'm determined to learn how to draw. Today I was feeling sorry for the model, a young woman, who was holding a 20-minute pose while a fly kept landing on strategic points. Clearly I have more empathy than talent.