Cowardice under fire

 

Made this many years ago. A pencil drawing of a 9×9 cm photo from choir practice.

Sat quietly waiting for her comments about the hair and blouse to wane, so that I perhaps would be able to drum up some courage to ask her for a date.

They didn’t, and my hope died the very same day.

Typically, this woman only wanted my art, not my body. Unfortunately, she was under the impression that I would do the work for nothing. Not so. I kept it.