I’ve been trying to get along to Dr Sketchy’s for a while now, but have been thwarted by my charming habit of not finishing my cartoons until the very last possible second. Tonight, I finally got my cartoon knocked over a bit early and toddled along with a crayon and some paper.
As it was my first life drawing outing for about a year and a half, my drawings were pretty hideous, but I felt obliged to make an extra effort for the last one of the night. The model Bridget Bridge posed on top of a large pile of broken glass she had brought along specially for the occasion. Yes, really. For twenty minutes! There was talk of this being a record of some sort. Anyway, I ran out of time to draw all the glass, but it was there.