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Drawing is one of those things that I’ve always sort of wanted to but never quite got round to. Partly I didn’t know how to go about it and partly I “wasn’t any good at it.”

It was one of the many things that they didn’t teach you at school. We did do drawing, we just weren’t taught it. Some people seemed able to draw naturally, I didn’t – with the result that I always got C– for my art homework along with a snotty comment from the art mistress.

I decided to try learning to draw a couple of years ago.It was part frustration and part inspiration.

The frustration came from going round an exhibition of British Folk Art which, being and exhibition didn’t allow photography – though how a 200 year old wooden boot manages to be copyright I shall never understand. As these were fairly simple items, it struck me that I could have a go at drawing them.

The inspiration came from the same exhibition – this wasn’t great art in the sense that the contents of the National Gallery are great art – it was art made by ordinary people – sometimes a bit crude, but you could see what the picture was about and. One part of the permanent (i.e. photograph-able) exhibition of folk art at Compton Verney House is a collection of drawings in ball point pen of one man’s memories of his home town.

Not quite a “Eureka!” moment more an “I could do that” moment. So I got a drawing pad, a few pencils and a book of instruction. I’ve had goes at drawing vases and teacups on and off over the last couple of years and I’ve also been learning a bit about art from TV, books and exhibitions. And yesterday I geared myself up to go to an “all comers” drawing lesson.

We were given 5 minutes instruction on the proportions of the human face and told to draw one full face picture and one three quarter face picture. I flunked the second task, but was quite pleased with the outcome of the first – not great art and not as good as some of the other pictures around me, but it looked like a face and would probably allow the subject to be picked out of a police lineup.