What a Night? I decided to take some cupcakes last night to the art studio because the classes are being put on hold until April 28. I know Jorge and Lana love cupcakes. Who doesn’t?
I shared the sugar love with Ily, Holland, some old lady and the class monitor (he is about 87 years old). He has a hard time remembering who goes to class, he asked me twice if it was my first time and both times I replied this is my third time. The five of us (Ily, Holland, Jorge, Lana and I) were a bit delirious as we waited for Vesna to arrive.
She was running late due to the rain and we were getting sillier by the minute. Vesna walked in hyperventilating…OMG I loved it! She was Rock n’ Roll. She was rocking her jean jacket; her poor wet hair was pulled back in a pony tail with a pink barrette holding up her frizzy hair. She seemed a bit hippie, but almost all Europeans do. The Vesna I had imagined was someone totally different. She quickly took off her wet clothes and wrapped herself in a big tide dye blanket. I told the monitor we should be listening to Jimmy Hendricks or The Grateful Dead instead of 91.3 the classical radio station. Everyone laughed.
Vesna was in a rush, her body shape was odd but that is the beauty of figure drawing. We hadn’t notice the hair under her arms until she did a one minute pose with her arms up, immediately Jorge and I looked at each other and couldn’t help but laugh behind our drawings. She had natural hanging large breast, big shoulders, big back, hairy armpits, no butt, a big belly, hairy punany, and skinny legs.
She had a harsh face; Jorge kept complaining that whenever he drew her face it was looking like a man. I quietly whispered “don’t worry, that’s because she does look like a man.” In one of her breaks I asked her where she was from, she said she was born in Yugoslavia, but Croatian nationality. I felt different when I was drawing her compared to all the other models. I felt as she was posing nude not because she loved it but because she needed the money. I actually thought she was very interesting to draw and can’t wait till she poses again.
I had to leave the class a little early in order to meet up with Javier and a friend of his for dinner. We went to Miss Yips it’s a Chinese restaurant. Delicious!
So it’s tradition to always finish your Fortune Cookie Fortune with the saying “in bed.” So mine read…
”We are very happy together in bed” LOVE IT!
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xoxo,