me: the first drawing class

I went to my first drawing class last night.  Here are my first impressions:

• I easily had a good ten years on every student in the class.  I may be the same age as the instructor.  Since I didn't have time to stop home after work I was there in my work clothes.  Everyone else was wearing shorts and tank tops and flip flops.  You could almost hear the tune "One of These Things is not Like the Other" start playing when I walked in the room.

• We spent about thirty minutes reviewing the attendance policy.  It seems like when I was in college they were just making the change from "you are adults and you only hurt yourself if you miss class" toward grading on things like attendance and participation.  I am a little nervous about being tardy as class starts at 6 and I have to travel through some major rush hour traffic to get there.  The student next to me didn't bring a pen or pencil to class.  I had to fish one out of my purse to lend.  I hate to pre-judge, but I think he might have issues with the attendance policy.

• Our supplies list is amazingly long.  I feel bad for all the kids because I know it will be expensive.  Maybe since we don't have to buy a book the supplies will shake out to be the same cost.  I know I would be shocked at the prices of books these days.

• We didn't do any drawing the first night, but we did watch our instructor draw as he described some techniques.  It made me feel more intimidated to draw in class.  I think I will feel nervous until I start putting pencil to paper.  I envisioned us drawing while sitting at tables, but we will be drawing on easels.  Interesting.

My next class is Wednesday night.  I can't wait to start drawing!!!