I fell victim to the comfy couch of doom. It was painting night and as much as i wanted to paint. I brought all the charcoal materials trying to convince myself that i would not paint. Mainly because it take just as long to get out all the materials as it does to put it all away plus wet paint and my car don't go well together. So at the break i did what others did and took a break and sat down. Before i knew it conversations allowed me to sink deep into the couch and it was 10 o'clock and we were leaving. This is my attempt at drawing the model that evening. The bad part is that she wasn't frowning but most of the sketches and painting i saw had her doing just that.
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