It’s snowing outside. And this evening I’m presenting a talk on my work at my old highschool.
What those two have to do with each other I don’t know.
By the way, yesterday was a new height in drawing/hermitage: Drew for five hours at home and then attended a three hour figure drawing session. It was packed: 26 people crammed into a basement scratching away. Who knew that the hot ticket on a monday night in New York was figure drawing?
Theresult of so much page confrontation? Verbal skills nil, and lingering eye strain. That’s why I don’t have much to say right now.