It was in my head to go to Chicago for this model drawing marathon. After some car troubles prior to the trip, I was happy I got there in one piece and back. I had a nice 3 hour drive with sunshine and 90 degrees creeping up in the afternoon.
The kicker is I don't feel I left early enough for the marathon draw and reached Chicago in the late afternoon. After counting 3 deer bodies on the road, I was thinking I wanted to head out before dusk.
Going into it I felt good. However, the spot I picked felt uncomfortable. I chose an unusual drawing pad and my favorite brush pens barely had any ink left. I had plenty drawing materials with me, I just had a hard time "getting going". By the time I got into the swing, things got more complicated with 2 models posing.
I left feeling I didn't really do my best this go round. As I took my predicted wrong turn from the parking ramp sending me on chase for the nearest exit, I was waiting at a red light. A crowd of people were crossing the street, and I was just ready to go home. A striking short haired blonde with a big smile turned my way and back to her companion who was Kelsey Grammer. The doctor was in and that caught me off guard. Me thinks I got a little to close to the fourth wall there, so I continued to skidable up out of there.
The city refused to let me pass by, like it was preventing me from going home. Perhaps it was too soon to go. I fought it and finally got through. There was that feeling I insulted the city by leaving so quickly without accomplishing what I wanted. For some unexplainable reason, this is a repetitive feeling I have whenever I leave.
This 2am I'm so sleepy blogging. I confess I passed out a couple of times at the computer trying to edit the photos of the drawings. It may be time for me to get some real sleep and try to get some more drawing done tomorrow morning. I'm very tempted to go to Chicago again, but I probably need a little break to get the home front situated.
