Class yesterday. Same drill: one model, two poses... plus one static pose projected on the screen. I decided I wouldn't try to make them look like they are occurring in the same space/time frame, and ended up with this "big sketchbook page", as Mark called it. I am to heighten the relationships of angles etc. of my compostion, still... which I will do, along with major revamp of that big bear paw of a hand in the foreground!
Mention was made of Antonio Machado, and a stanza of his poem which goes like this:
Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that I had a beehive
here inside my heart.
And the golden bees
were making white combs
and sweet honey
from my old failures.
Here ye, here ye!
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