At Home On Piety Hill

This was the weekend of the arts at our home and my drawing class is going well. Sure, it’s nothing but endless still-lifes and I feel pretty crappy about the results most of the time, but I am really learning a lot. And, it seems to be true… the key is practice… drawing and learning to observe and see what’s there. I think the most surprising thing I have found is that, in the class, after we get going on our final drawing I’ll “get lost” in the whole thing and find myself standing, holding my chalk or pencils differently than I ever have, using them freely and uninhibited, moving around the subject and whenever I have to blend anything, I’ve immediately got my hands or fingers in it. I just sort of dive in and I think what’s surprising is that I’m doing what comes intuitively and I’m way more “tactile” or involved than I would have thought. It’s kinda exciting.

Denise was feeling creative, too, after finding a vintage Mosette crushed stone kit at the thrift store. The composition came titled already, so that part was easy. She grabbed some Wilbur’s glue, sat down at the dining room table and voila! Bedtime Boy is now proudly hanging in our stylish boudoir!

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