What I did in art class

The attendance in my art class, which was already small to start with, dwindled down to just me most of the time. We were originally going to try various mediums and rotate through requests with the students so that everyone could try what they wanted. I don't mind painting and pottery, etc, but my love is with drawing. Because I became the only student, the course objectives changed. We started drawing with charcoal. It was back to the basics with boxes and balls and a lamp. But, I did learn how to better use chalks - they work very differently than pencil. I had never really done much with charcoal and pastels before, and this opened up a new medium that I really enjoyed. I think I still like pencil the best - you can get tiny little details in with pencil that you just can't do with pastels, but I have enjoyed trying some pastel drawings and I think I will continue to do them. Here are some of the drawings I did in class:

 For most of the semester after we finished our little statues we did drawings like this - find something in the studio - mostly stuff like boxes and balls and art supplies - and draw it during the class.  I like lines and shadows, so the upside down stool seemed like a fun challenge.

 This is the first time I got to use something besides black and white. We added some earthy colors into the drawing, and I really liked it. Because this went well, we moved into color drawings in the second semester.

This last one is my favorite. The teacher thought I was completely insane to set up such a complicated still life. I did it while she was on the phone in another room. Because I had started drawing, she didn't try to change it. Otherwise I think she would have made me do something different. Maybe it was just a silly act of rebellion at the time. I love cloth and I wanted to try something bigger and more interesting than just boxes and balls. The art studio was also part of a theater, so they had all of these random things available for a still life. My only regret with this is that, when I finished, I got up to wash my hands and while my back was turned, the teacher grabbed some pastels and adjusted one part of it because she thought it should be done differently. I was so shocked I didn't say a thing. I wish I had. I don't think anyone should draw on someone else's art, especially without permission. It is a pet peeve of mine. Now, I am more cautious about it and hopefully if it happens again I will say something before it is too late. Every time I look at this drawing, I see the one part that isn't mine. To me, my teacher owns it.  It is too bad, because I worked really hard on this drawing over the course of several weeks, and I like it otherwise.