15 march

 After yesterday’s powerlessness I woke up among sunbeams breaking my room. All weariness had forgotten and I’d been ready to all painting day. News on the radio and road without any slush. Naturally when I’d come to group my mood was reminded of real grouchy people. It’s boring. We painted Nastya and then moved to paint a nudity. The sitter was a girl who graduated year ago. With her modesty and subtlety she kept silence between us. How could this happen that so creativity, beatiful may be clever girl slowly but truly becoming a sitter? Her example shows me surcumstance that only talent does not lead you to right way and personal qualities matter may be more then gifted. 

It’s saturday we know, but it’s not the one because of study. Slighty less weekend’s time in favor of May.


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