Life drawing classes gave me the the Willys for sure.
Well, one to be precise. One willy and a rude awakening regarding just how unsophisticated I really am.
And a prude.
And shit at drawing – which I already knew.
There will be lots of italics in this post – they highlight the things I thought but didn’t say during my 2 hours at an art class.
Things I didn’t say because I’m polite and grown up. Ish.Read More »Life Drawing Classes Can Give You the Willys!