Today I started a drawing class with an excellent teacher, who was the instructor in another class I had taken. We jumped right in and attempted to draw our own face, with charcoal, while looking in a mirror. Faces, hands, feet, always difficult. Actually more than difficult for me. So the experience and challenge was fun. My unfinished drawing is still in the classroom, so I can’t show it yet. But I do have a picture of a bird drawn with colored pencils on black paper, that I did in the last class.
The day continued to bring small enjoyable discoveries. The public library is next to the the Cultural Center where the classes are held. They always have used books on sale for a couple of dollars. It’s one of those treasure hunt moments. I found two. The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge by Rainer Maria Rilke, and junk style, a picture book of how to incorporate your flea market/thrift store finds into your home decor.
Next I went to Just Luigis for pizza and salad. I ate outside even though it was an unexpectedly cold day after the warm days we’ve had lately. Just Luigis is in “Old Torrance,” which is what it sounds like, old, but very nice ambiance. So sitting outside, although chilly, was very pleasant. A mural at Just Luigis.
Upon arriving home, after greeting Maggie, Charlie and Lucy, I headed out to my “little house” to continue drawing. It’s really a studio my husband built for me, but it’s always just referred to as the little house, because that’s what it looks like. I sketched a whole page out of the junk style book, and then added a little water color, colored pencils, and ink. But I only liked the rusty faucet…
Wednesdays I volunteer at the shelter. It’s quite a lot of physical work, but I’m ready after a very leisurely Tuesday.