|figure drawing studio, December 2010|
Back at square one, drawing figures like a first year art student. It feels like my slate was accidentally wiped clean. This is both exciting and mildly depressing. It’s exciting to be going to this weekly open figure drawing studio on the island. It’s exciting to be back in that moment that is all promise, of learning how to really see, of building skills, unaware of the upcoming salt in the wounds that is artmaking. For now, it feels like a warm bath with Epsom salt.