Monday, January 26, 2009

Once upon a time...Anne couldn't stop drawing

Once upon a time, before Anne's parents refused to pay for an art degree, Anne took a charcoal drawing class. Before the first day of class, Anne had never picked up a piece of drawing charcoal before. On that first day, the teacher decided that Anne would do just fine in the class. She loved the class, arriving early and easily applying the new techniques she learned. And when the class was over, she was sad. But she kept everything from the class...even just the exercises. And when she ran across them this weekend, she pulled them all out and studied them, remembering her delight and awe as she held each sheet that contained a part of her soul. Her hands began to itch anew to pick up charcoal again.

See why?
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1 comment:

  1. These are really nice. Thank you for sharing them. You really should do more with charcoal, especially if you enjoyed the class that much.

    I had a somewhat similar experience with a black and white photography class at community college. While I was far from the best in the class, it's fueled several months (and counting) of a photography hobby.

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