FIGURE DRAWING GROUP

Tonight we fell down the rabbit hole and held drawing group at Mike's warehouse. The place is full of giant styrofoam sculptures that peered over our shoulders as we drew. I wore my new supercool Big Easy fedora, the effect of which was somewhat dampened by my arriving in a beige minivan. 

Just in case you think figure drawing is a piece of cake, try it when your model has a thing like a week-old yam. Nothing against our model, who did a fine job. I blame it on whoever set up the lighting. 

As if to make up for the yam thing, Mike provided plenty in the way of food and drink, along with a centerpiece comprised of some kind of disco ball surrounded by bubble blowing contraptions--the kind of understated tastefulness we've come to expect from him.