compromise

I hadn't been to my drawing class since October, and I felt it. I get out of shape too quickly, I am going to make sure to attend more regularly next year. Today was the last class of this year. I drew sitting down instead of standing up at the easle, I am just too tired at night to stand for three hours. So I bought myself a sketchbook and I draw a bit smaller. I hope that will make it easier for me to go, even after a day's work. A woman has to compromise at everything.