Eeep! 300 drawings! 301, even. I'm still amazed. They make quite an impressive packet, or pile, or heap, all nestled together.
My blog title is a bit misleading, perhaps. It's not the end of drawing (I plan to continue that until I get totally sick of it, or my hand falls off, whichever comes first), but almost the end of (this round) of school. My last two classes are tomorrow. We're not really doing much of anything now, as the end draws near, but I wouldn't miss them for anything. Miss my last chance to spend studio time with a group of people I've grown to (mostly) love? Miss my last chance to bask in the (mostly) joyful experience of the past two years? Not likely :)
I'm 48, female, just finished a two year course in Visual Arts, and am now back in the market for a job (boo!). I worked in the library field for the better part of three decades and two years ago took the plunge from a job that made me unhappy to go back to school. I've loved every moment of it and as soon as I have enough money to tide me over being a poverty stricken student I'm going back for more!