Drawing: Round Three

We arrived at the art school for our third lesson. By now we were used to the abandoned buildings and darkness. When we approached the art building, we looked up and realized that the lights were out on the seventh floor. It seemed very strange. Was anyone around? We walked to the dark stairwell and our eyes adjusted to the pitch black atmosphere. I was immediately reminded of my nervousness. (I don't think I'll ever get used to those stairs.) We climbed. When we got to the the seventh floor, it too seemed abandoned...not to mention far to clean for an art studio. There were no students. There were no easels nor half finished master pieces. We called out to see if anyone was there. Julia came running to our attention. The students just took their finals and are off for a few weeks, she explained. So the three of us had a private lesson. We drew a pear and two apples. The teacher said that I have improved a lot already and because I have "the feeling". We spent two hours watching him draw and imitating his strokes. Meanwhile, he and Julia practiced English and while Lillis and I practiced Chinese.

I missed class this week because I was sick.