When I finished school, going to art class was something I terribly missed. Having a teacher walk around and give you tips as you awkwardly draw humans? Loved that environment. I don't know why.
So I signed up for a local portrait class
. I learned how to draw with pencil and paper. Different grades of pencils? Collected them. Blending stumps? Loved them. Kneaded erasers? I needed them.
That course got me to draw lots of different people. Here's my favorite portrait of my Lola – grandmother