Nothing says loving like something new on the paper. I saw that one artist put up colored pencil drawings in one of our local galleries, and I thought "I can do that!" So I did. Somehow, mine is not as artful as his was. It is, however, on top of the drawings in my portfolio that I am assembling for the fall semester, when I am thinking of applying for independent study. There is a whole upper division to academia that I would love to explore, but cannot afford. And despite my daughter's kind offer to explore scholarships and grants, I don't feel it is my place to step into that where another, younger artist may profit greater than I, at my advanced age and all. Nevertheless, I think I have something going on that is kind of special, and I know a lot of the teachers at our local JC would be happy to work with me. I like being guided, and pushed in directions I would not think to explore. Staying in the learning mode is an excellent idea as 70 looms for me, keeps the old gray cells perking. Plastic brain, that's the ticket.
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