....Friday May 27th. Cold , miserable day with intermittent rain.
After a quick bite of lunch, rush out the door,
leaving my keys behind reasoning that someone will be
home by the time I get back. Dread overcomes me tho' as the
thought enters my mind that, what if todays session is not on,
and instead, next week! aaaagh. I enter the old estate, round the corner into
the corridor, not a soul is in sight. Blinds are shut, door closed, but as
I near , I am comforted by the sound of voices, and as I open the door,
there they all are, easels set up and ready to go.Phew.
I might take my keys next time just in case.
These drawings the result of that afternoon.
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