I tried drawing again tonight. I did one small five minute sketch of a photograph of myself, and was reasonably pleased with the results.
It's not perfect by any means, but I was encouraged by the outcome. I haven't really drawn anything lately, and was happy to be holding a pencil.
Yeah - for a minute, anyways.
I tried again - I thought "damn - ok - I should practice more!" and went to sketch a second subject. I actually balled the frigging paper up it came out so badly. I'm really hoping that school will enable me to draw anything other than faces. 'Cause. . . .bodies are good too. . .