Yup! I found a school of fashion and enrolled in sketching and dressmaking. It wasn’t a super famous school but the teachers were actually quite good. I learned how to sew and to draw. I thought I was doing well, too. But as expected, I lost interest maybe after around ten sessions or less so I didn’t get to fulfill my dream to be the next Zac Posen.
Behold! I learned how to draw faces!!!
This one looks really awkward —
i’ve always loved flapper girls (I was a flapper girl in my past life. wink!)
Unearthing these sketches made me realize how much I miss drawing.
Experimenting with movement
I love hippie-ish clothing, too.
Was there any improvement in my drawings at all aside from them having heads? (so loving the hair of the gals below!)
If I had the guts and the patience to follow through and finish the course I’d probably be in the fashion business by now. But my interest started to wane…
See the Blecchy! gowns
And why the experimentation with movement? Yup, I danced for a while too. But, well, it was again, a short-lived stint. Surprise, surprise.
In the Philippines, they have a term for this trait — “ningas cogon” — when great enthusiasm shown at the start of an endeavor gradually wanes until it finally fades away into oblivion without the said endeavor being finished. Well, isn’t that……………………………………………..