Which reminds me.
Today I had a wonderful day. The weather, as usual in this part of the world at this time of the year, was particulary ugly. It didn't, however, inflict on my nervous system the classical "don't wanna go to school" syndrom, otherwise known by the French as Flemmingite.
Which was a good thing, because upon my arrival at my art academy, an extremely good thing happened. The two fat female hippopotamuses otherwise known as the models for the first year were replaced.
Instead of the usual fat "burdello mama" models, three new female models were hired for the academy. Lucky me.
The one I had to "work upon" or to draw was (is, actually i get a week to do a lotsa drawings, so that means i'll be drawing her a couple more days) a reaally hot chick. Perfect figure, honey-cream skin colour/texture, dark beige nipples, nice breasts. Ah, yes, and completely naked. In the next room/workspace, the other model was a girl that looks pretty much as the black haired gangster's wife in Pulp Fiction, the only difference is that she has red/black stripes, pale skin, pink/red nipples. The "dominatrix" type
I'd cuff her to a bed and name her Marla. The third one was a typical punk rock mamma, blue mohawk, pink brows. She's cute too but her breasts hang a little too much. All of those girls were in between 19 and 21, so you can imagine. Actually, a chick from my class took a picture with a digicam, to produce further graphic works at home. Or so she says.
So maybe I'll be able to post it, censoring the good parts though
Who says mondays suck?