During the first half-hour period I’d glanced over to her several times to judge her
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reactions to all this but she seemed to be perfectly at ease in her surroundings. Her face was tensed up with concentration as she gripped the pencil in earnest endeavor. At the first 10-minute break several people came over to look at what she had sketched.
They made encouraging comments to her about her work and seemed to be quite impressed with her near accurate grasp of human anatomical proportions. She looked to be quite pleased with all the attention. And there were complimentary comments made to me, in my interpretation, of progressive parenting. This is what I mean by broad-liberal-open-mindedness.
I don’t remember any of the people who were there at the time, and I don’t know if any of them are still active in the association, but my memory of that evening will always remain as one of gentle camaraderie and complete acceptance in the company of artists.
My daughter never attended another life drawing workshop but not because of anything other than that the same circumstances never occurred again. My own attendance is highly sporadic. But I think the experience gained her bragging rights to her friends. I still have her drawings of that evening and we still share a chuckle whenever the story of that workshop comes up.
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