St. Paul Studio drawing practice
came over and we spent the evening drawing each other. I went into the exercise feeling like a little chicken….*buck-buck-buck*! But in the middle of the second drawing, I felt something take hold, and as I studied her eyes, and pushed the charcoal across the paper….the love I felt began to emerge and I captured something powerful and exiting there, in two dimensions. It didn’t quite look like her in some parts, but I was very happy with the successful bits.