I did these life drawings while I was in the slough of despond, and was so convinced that they were dreadful that I didn't look at them for a week. When I got them out yesterday, I was surprised to discover that 1. they aren't as bad as I remembered and 2. they are rather different from my usual style - particularly these first two (clicky if you want to enlarge):
I especially like the one above as it reflects my mood at the time. I like the way her face is steely but calm. And I like the way she is holding herself with ridiculously large arms. I find it comforting.