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Still a Student

This past week in the drawing class I am taking, we drew a tree stump.
Unfortunately, I was late to class.  I got a low tire pressure warning light and had to stop at the Ford garage and get a tire with a leaking seal tended too.  I missed the instructional part and demonstration and I also did not have time to really finish.  All the same, I have to confess that I am learning quite a bit doing this
basic drawing class.


You can tell it is a tree stump, right?  Well, one of the things I am learning is that I have a lot to learn.  And isn't that a wonderful thing?

Comments

  1. Maybe a lot to learn, but it's obvious that you have talent!

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  2. I'm wondering if you draw from a photo? Every time we learn or practice new skills, we grow brain cells - a real plus even beyond the enjoyment of it.

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    1. Nope, that piece of log was sitting on the table in front of us so each of us got a different perspective.

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  3. I think that's a great tree stump. I envy you getting to do that. A very nice skill to have.

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  4. You are a talented artist and a wonderful student. Wish I had someplace to take lessons around here.

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  5. I do see a tree stump and am happy that you are loving what you do.

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  6. I really like your tree stump. You really seem to have a talent here. Are we looking at a Grandma Olga?

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    1. I was once told that my poetry was like the Grandma Moses of writing, which I took as a compliment.

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  7. It definitely looks like a tree stump! I think you are doing to wonderful job in your art class!

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  8. Maybe, someday, you will sell your drawings.

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  9. It's definitely a tree stump. I think it looks very good, not sure what you might have missed in the instructions.

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  10. As long as you are enjoying yourself, that is the bottom line!!

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  11. Learning is so good for the soul. I think the stump looks great. I know I couldn't do that good. I'm impressed.

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  12. Looks like a pretty darn good stump to me.

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  13. Looks like a pretty darn good stump to me.

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  14. Oh, somebody took my comment already, but I'll say it anyway. Not only can I tell it's a tree stump, but it looks like a darn fine stump to me. Bravo!

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  15. Good job, Olga! I really think you're learning a lot and doing a lot and have some natural talent already.

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