They See Me Foldin', They Drapin'

______....Patrollin' they be tryin' to catch me drawin' dirty. Tryin' to catch me drawin' dirty. Tryin' to catch me drawin' dirty.

______How's that for an awful song remake? 

______"Hey, Ali, who sings the real version of that song?"
______Chamillionaire, of course.
______"Yeah, let's keep it that way!"
______Well.

______Anyway, here are two charcoal drapery studies that I was required to do with for my Drawing I class! Drawing with charcoal can be quite the messy task. You kind of tend to get it all over your face and your whole body, and then when you're done with the class, it doesn't look like you walked out of art class--it looks like you got into a brawl since the charcoal marks resemble bruises. It doesn't help that the charcoal likes to pretty much stain your skin and not wash off until the entire campus is convinced that you're one tough chick. That, or a victim of roommate abuse. 

______I like to think I'm pretty tough. I mean, how many people can brag about being able to beat the tar out of small, immobile things that can't attack back (such as, but not limited to: Furbies, chess sets, and sand-filled hula hoops)? That's what I thought. Not many. 

______Stay strong out there, citizens. The world is merciless.

  
Drapery Study + Dress Drapery Study, charcoal, Drawing I, Spring 2012