I went to life drawing yesterday feeling a bit rusty after not gong for about three weeks. I left feeling great! I think maybe I do better work when I can get into a kind of a story with the pose. Yesterday’s session developed a kind of domestic theme (at least to me).
Things started out innocently enough with poses meant to represent a muse — though I saw a kitchen superhero if I just changed the staff to a mop.
But then a jilted lover emerged. I’m pretty sure this is the morning after, and she’s contemplating action.
And I’m assuming this is the aftermath.
I drew these with watercolor pencil so now that I’ve scanned them, I will probably see what happens when I take a brush and water to the originals. I would also like to make versions in fabric and stitch. I have a vision of a whole series of stitchy, sassy, housewives, and these last two drawings excite me to change that sassy to fierce.