I am rather late getting to Friday’s Perfect Moment, but it was a pretty tiring work week. I had to choose between writing the blog and getting to bed early so I would be fresher for Saturday morning’s ride. Given that I fell asleep on the couch watching a rerun on TV made it clear to me that I should opt for sleep.
Some of my students like to doodle while I teach. I suppose this is part of the process. Honestly, I appreciate it more than when I catch them texting on their phones. Sometimes people take it too far and I wonder if they have paying attention at all.
During one of my classes, I came upon a student who had taken some time to draw me. I hadn’t posed or anything, and if she had asked me, I probably would have said no. I find drawings to be even harsher critics of a person’s looks than a photograph. That probably stems from my uncle. He had drawn pictures of many in the family and he told me that he needed to work with flaws or imperfections to make the pictures work. Luckily I have a scar from some stitches I got when I was quite young that have grown with me.
In this case, I actually kind of liked the picture. It wasn’t flattering, but perhaps I am getting more comfortable with my looks. I just wish I had combed my hair a little better. The student insisted that this wasn’t her best work and has vowed to draw a better picture of me. If that happens, I will post it here as well.