Tuesdays are for drawing lessons. I teach a total of 5 classes. Before you say, “FIVE??” in great shock and awe, let me reassure you that this is nothing like what a school teacher does. The most I have in any class is 8 people (who all WANT to be there!), and all 8 never show up on the same day. One class has only 3, and another has only 1 (I missed you today, Adalaide!). If the one doesn’t appear, I go grocery shopping.   Today in drawing lessons Bob brought the tiger on which he has been working very diligently for quite awhile. It is a challenging piece, as he is using a newspaper photo as his guide, and it is a little blurry. He is doing this drawing in colored pencil and often works at home. Bob tells me that he can’t draw very well, but despite this declaration, he has made a large number of beautiful pictures since beginning lessons in 2001.    So I was looking at his tiger very carefully, thinking about ways to encourage him and help him  progress. One part of the mane looked particularly well-done, and I told him so. He laughed out loud and said, “You did that part!”  Sheesh. How embarrassing.   

  Here’s a look at another piece of what is coming on November 22. (trying to take my mind off what a doofus-y teacher I am!)