Getting sick about this time is a quick way to promote failure unless one is absolutely determined to make it through. On that note, guess what I did the last month of the semester? It's called the flu. The flu was apparently the cool thing to do and my body was all for it. In fact, my body wanted to get the flu twice in the last month of the semester. It was fun(note the sarcasm). I don't know how but I was able to finish the semester, often with a large garbage can next to me. I was the closest thing the real world has to a human zombie.
Well horror stories aside, I was able to complete some artwork during these compact times. Below are more works from the life drawing class.
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