"Nothin' much. --Well, maybe something?"
I sat down to see for myself. Using pastels,(my legs are still recovering). This forty minute drawing was a value challenge, except, it was easier to select the values for the palette the way the colors were laid out in the box. I didn't care about how the drawing came out. I just wanted to continue the practice--eyeballing the measurements, determining the values, playing up the shapes, underplaying the lines. In October, Vianna is teaching painting with pastels. I was thinking of signing up for the six week course to strengthen my new way of seeing. My legs can take three hours of standing once a week much better than six hours plus for four days in a row; cement flooring is not my friend. I thought I should make the commitment while I was still energized.
I took a photograph of this woman sitting behind Ellis at lunch today--actually I took a few. She was leaning against the glass enclosure of the porch where we were seated. I made it look like I was taking a picture of honey. Then, just as I was about to push down on the shutter, I told him to shift away and ruin my shot. He did beautifully. We've seen way too many spy movies; we were really smooth.