a face

Since I have three more (paid for) punches left on my card, I decided to go to life drawing tonight. It is fun to go somewhere and focus strictly on drawing or painting or whatever, but I am not a huge fan of the art of nudes. I find myself wondering what led them to earn a few dollars posing for artists. I think of the needy nude models of Van Gogh's day, and then I feel bad for the models. I would just as soon sit in a room with a nice still life in the center, one with pears and watermelons, pitchers and bowls. To me, the outer shell of humans is not even nearly as interesting as their inner workings and their thoughts.
Enough of that . . .
I did the requisite gesture drawings and another whole body but then decided to do the face. It is drawn on watercolor paper, not a suitable surface, but this is my favorite outcome of the evening.