Merry Christmas one and all!

Atta Boy, Clarence!

George Bailey, I will love you 'till the day I die.

Gallery Opening

So I took a drawing class last quarter, and I was very nervous about it, because I've never considered myself an "artist." But not all artists come out of the womb with drawing utensils in their hands, and they had to take classes to get better.

I am going to show you some of my favorites from the quarter. Now, I am not comparing myself to anyone with real, viable talent, but I am pretty impressed that I drew anything that looked like anything remotely recognizable. Here they are:

Oops. The last one is sideways.

Where's the Rug for My Nap?

In case you were wondering I did get into all three classes at the community college. And I have loved every minute of it. My classes are engaging, I am gaining all sorts of new talents, and the instructors are very approachable. (Much more so than my experience at a particularly well-known university where I received my first degree.) The other nice thing about the community college is that I am not the oldest student there. I saw a few older students when I went in to get my parking pass, and I wanted to fist-pump all of them in some sort of recognition of solidarity. Anyway, in my classes, I am not the only one with a previous degree, nor am I the only one starting over.

It really has felt like I am completely starting over....like, kindergarten starting over. This quarter I did a lot of:

cutting and pasting. I am pretty good at it too. Two of my cutting and pasting projects are still at school and will be displayed in the hallway. I should have taken pictures before turning them in. Somehow I am not sure if I will ever get them back...

I've also drawn kitties and houses. Not to mention all sorts of other things.

Last, I re-learned how to write the alphabet and numbers. And unlike my penmanship grades in kindergarten and 1st grade, I actually did pretty well with the new style (which requires a drafting table, straight edge, and 45-degree triangle to accomplish).

I am also a straight-A student. I'm pretty sure that never happened at BYU, either.