Digging into my old journals, has me craving my Art School sketchbooks....
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There is SO much content in each page, that it's hard to choose which ones to show you.
For example, this page has notes from the person sitting next to me:
"Would you like to go to the poster show together, Oct. 21?"
My response: "I'd like to, but I can't plan that far ahead."
WTF!? Why couldn't I just say YES? If someone asked me NOW, I'd certainly say YES.
I wish I could go back in time to so many of my no's & change them to YES.
There's also a simple line drawing I did of our teacher, (who I might have bad-mouthed at some point)
leading this other person to defend her.
And the question that has been answered, finally, all these decades later:
"Artists NEVER buy pens– then where do they get them from?"
They steal them.