Put down that brush

and step away from the painting, and Nobody gets hurt!

Here they are, my first two watercolors, overworked and tedious, but hey, I am off to Plein Air Painting at Ghost Ranch, there's no stopping me now.

Not Eggs actly

Draw an egg, the teacher said. Use your good paper. Use your charcoals. And your blending tools. Choose a light source.

Oh my is this a challenge. The subtle shadows are completely non-intuitive. After I did so well at drawing a box in class, I thought that surely this would be a snap.

I'm enrolled in You Too Can Draw this spring, and we shall see about that. A lesson in humility. Carl said one of my eggs looks like a lemon. I had to agree. Perhaps next week there will be progress to report. I am happy to report that the first two and 1/2 hours flew by as I drew lines, held my pencil strangely, and drew cylinder men from a live model, aka the teacher standing on the desk.

However, there are no mixed feelings about the history of Afghanistan that I also enrolled in. The class flew by. Whoosh! Just ask me some facts. What is their export? Just opium. Life span? 44 years. Size? About like Texas. I cannot wait till next week.