drawing pictures

with a hefty amount of free time on my hands between classes i have picked up drawing. i typically attempt master copies of great works or draw from life or literature. i’ll consider this my own little gallery opening…let’s pretend im serving dom in crystal flutes, tray passedby dapper young waiters alongside scrumptious hors d’oeuvres like boursin stuffed mushrooms or cheve and sweet potato filos garnished with parsley. everyone probably looks uber fab to the nines, and no one is wearing the boring old black that you see at most gallery openings. you can hear the echoes of your footsteps as you walk from one part of the gallery to the other, which makes the opening feel even more deliciously authentic. there’s a trio of violinist playing renditions of the best of edith piaf in the background and there’s never a line in the bathroom…what a grand time everyone is having. i’ll raise my glass and thank all you lovely people for coming and supporting the work! yours truly. ha!