Drawing From Life
the ultimate drawing challenge.
We all remember those experiences, those defining moments, which have played a key part in our lives, so fresh in the mind it is as if as if they happened yesterday. I would like to begin this short paper on life drawing with an account of one such experience.
In 1968 I left rural Suffolk and those quietly beautiful meadows to travel to London to become a student at the famed Chelsea School of Art in the fashionable Kings Road. In spite of its reputation for being at the forefront of 1960’s “hard-
I well recall the experience of my first life class! We seemed so innocent then; I had not experienced the sight of a naked woman and dreamed of the first life class, that first encounter with a beautiful young woman happy to disrobe for me in order that I could draw her in every detail.
As the time of the life class approached I experienced a surge of eager anticipation and much excitement. Pencils sharpened, paper at the ready, a distinct flutter in the heart and a shaking in the hands –