Went back to drawing class last week only to discover I'm a bit rusty. Don't you just hate it when you can't play Carnegie hall without practicing? Threw all my toys out the pram and declared that I didn't want to do the rotten drawing anyway and they couldn't make me, so there. (Figuratively that is, not literally.)
Subsequently got a grip and resigned myself to having to do a few warm up exercises until I feel ready to start jamming again. Phooh!
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