And it begins...

There was a class I was highly anticipating to take all summer.   Sadly, it was not the wonderful Social Media class.   It was to be my first real art class - studio foundations 1.   I try to be an artist at heart.  Considering my love for drawing and painting in high school, I had to incorporate an art class somewhere in my college career.  

So I walked into the class, unprepared and not knowing what to expect.  Their desk/seats are a little too unconventional for me.  Backless stools with adjustable desks... hello back pain.  I figured I had a decent grasp on the artist lingo, but after the first ten minutes I realized my lack of knowledge.  The teacher rambled on about 2B, 3H, and 4B pencils with seven different types of erasers.  

Next, we had to take off our shoes and draw them.  I was wearing old blue flip-flops.  fantastic.