Oh my goodness! Almost a month since my last blog. So I'm offically not manic anymore. And I'm finally not psychotic. That's so sad to say and sad to admit. I went into a psychosis filled with mania, delusions, paranoia and lots of other great stuff. I've been taking continuing ed art classes at a lovely place that seems to be well known in the city Cooper Union in the Village. It's been good. My drawing is really developing. It was my weakest ability and I'm steadily improving. I'll be taking classes until the end of April. We copy the masters a lot and we draw models. When I came in a little late one day and saw a naked lady just standing there trying to be cute, I tried not to gasp aloud. I really did. I'm not sure what sound came out. But I think my class knew I was a naked model virgin. Maybe not. Most likely all the shock was in my brain and was never expressed out loud. Anyway, it's been interesting. And I must like it because I schlep myself ...
