Day one sucked 'cause I had a graveyard shift the night before and basically went 24 hours without sleep. Good thing I found out long ago that drawing helps keep me awake! (The things you learn in school!)
I kept nodding off that first day, and that meant my pencil would scrape along the paper, leaving.. admittedly the straightest line on the page, unwanted as it was.
When we had to stand by the door, I looked for one portrait on the wall (which, by the way, had the thickest matting I've ever seen, like 3/8" or 1/2" thick, and beveled!) that I didn't necessarily find handsome, but looked recognizable. I found this guy and scraped him out with a cheapo Bic pen.
I also brought my watercolors along, and found myself working on a concept for that side superhero project. I was thinking about a homemade outfit: dishwashing gloves, running pants, belt ('cause every superhero has a belt!), maybe a go-kart racing hood, and the all-important superhero logo. (He's "Super Guy". Super creative, Super Guy.)
... Yeeaahh, by day 5, I wasn't feeling it anymore. Blah wizard, blah cat. Maybe I was distracted by the court recorder's cute high heels, styled minimalist short hair, lovely thick mascara, and impeccable plum-fuscia lipstick. Man, I should've drawn her instead.
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