This was my first time at a drawing class in a while. I used to go a lot before Q was born – like every week, sometimes more than once – but I’m lucky if I make it once a month these days.
It shows in the drawings, I think. I was feeling pretty rusty this evening, and there’s the odd picture or pose that just didn’t click for me. But still, it’s all progress. And there’s a few nice ones in there, once I got into it. The brushpen helps, as always!