This is one (of many drawings) that didn't bend to my will. We were supposed to make a deliberate composition from the room but I was already at wits' end just trying to control my fingers. Even when I'm trying to be careful, I scribble and wobble. You can't tell from looking at this, but I did learn a little more about composing that morning. I think this was the morning of the third class.
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