Lessons in composition.

Brown Harris Tweed dress and Glass shoes.

Yesterday in my room i found a book, "I wish i could draw" - 1941. I read it and now i realise what a rubbish art teacher i have. That book has taught me more about drawing than he has in three years of teaching me basically nothing. It (the book) teaches how to draw with lines, and also in an old comic book type way, but it's still very realistic. Yesterday i drew Audrey Hepburn, after reading the book, and my mother realised who it was and immediately went to find my dad. I, personally, thinks it needs improving. Also, it wrote about composure, and how to use it (etc.) and after reading i had a completely different outlook on art and now realise why self taught people tend to be better at art.