Today was my first day of college since May, 1989. I read this book called "The Happiness Project" & the gal who wrote it took this really quick drawing class where she was able to turn her artwork from that of a second grade level to something pretty spectacular. I read that and thought, well heck, I can do that! So I enrolled in a drawing fundamentals class...and a yoga class, because, hey, if I have to pay all those fees, I might as well take that, too.
Yoga was first up today. During my lunch from my new job (which I LOVE!). I walk into a class with about 50 toddlers, oops, I mean freshmen. I am fairly certain I am the oldest person in the class...though there is one gal that if I saw her with my glasses on, might be older than me. Maybe. Class was led by a 20 something year old who teaches at The Yoga Experience, which is a place that I enjoy classes. The class had a lot of "don't come late, turn off your phone" kinda stuff & then we got to showing those who'd never done yoga some basic poses. All I could think of was "sheesh! can we just move along already?" Yeah, until the very first pose, child's pose, & I came out of it with what felt like a knife in my shoulder blades. Ahhh, this 45 year old body takes some acclimating! The rest of the poses were great...some aches & pains, but I noticed that I was more flexible than quite a bit of the 18 year olds in there, so that made me happy!
Then tonight was my Drawing Fundamentals class. My mom is the artist. Kendall is the artist. I can't draw a stick figure to save my life. Sitting there listening to the teacher tell all the students the supplies we will have to purchase (cha ching!) & her expectations (very high!) I notice in the syllabus that you may not miss more than three classes. I have no intention of missing more than three classes, but I know 100% that I will miss three classes in a row. Remember a few months back I mentioned that I was going to an amazing mixed media art retreat in Seattle? Yeah, that's in September. So not only will I miss three classes, they will be all at the beginning, you know, where it's important to attend. Dang. I emailed the teacher to confess...we shall see if she'll let me stay in the class or if I need to drop it. Anyway, after all the lecturing about not missing classes & buying a crap load of supplies, she tells us that we have to pull a bag out of this garbage bag & draw the contents. I'd have taken a photo of my pathetic rendering of nuts & washers, but phones are not permitted in class. I couldn't even draw a circle that didn't look like it had been squashed. Hello?! I'm taking a drawing class because I need to learn how to draw! Then I peek over at my tiny little neighbor & she has rendered a perfect drawing of a nutcracker & walnuts! Well, shit! I am starting out this class at the back of the pack already & now I have to tell her I need to miss three classes? Do not be surprised if she tells me to pursue, oh, computer science.
Hopefully next week I will still have two classes. If not, at least I'll have yoga & this awesome retreat to look forward to! I AM creative & talented. Just maybe not in drawing....