Thursday, November 15, 2012

one hundred ninety-nine

40 minutes.  Dana sat for 40 minutes during the Randolph Arts Guild's Thursday night Drawing Session.  It's not a big drawing.  It's not even finished.  It just is.

It just is what I do.  Draw from life.  And on the gamut of great drawing from life it's probably not in the top 100, or even 1000.  But it is a drawing from life.

Nature in its purest form -- scrawling on paper with pencil, a model who sits still.  Grateful am I for this talent.  Humbled am I for 40 minutes to draw.

What would happen if I had more time?  An agent?  Patrons who support my ability?  Adoring fans who enlarge my clout and ego by public comments?  Who knows.  I only have 40 minutes.  And with that time I block out.  I block out a person.  A spirit.  A soul.  And for a sole moment I am free of all of this.  And more.  Thank you for sharing this moment.     

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